Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.

Whoso is causing the upright to err in an evil way, Into his own pit he doth fall, And the perfect do inherit good.


For a harlot is a deep ditch, And a strange woman is a strait pit.

Whoso is digging a pit falleth into it, And whoso is breaking a hedge, a serpent biteth him.

A pit he hath prepared, and he diggeth it, And he falleth into a ditch he maketh. Return doth his perverseness on his head, And on his crown his violence cometh down.

Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.

The proud have digged for me pits, That are not according to Thy law.

Whoso is digging a pit falleth into it, And the roller of a stone, to him it turneth.

Whoso is fleeing because of the fear falleth into the snare, And whoso is coming up from the snare is captured by the gin, For I bring in unto her -- unto Moab -- The year of their inspection, An affirmation of Jehovah.


For, lo, the day hath come, burning as a furnace, And all the proud, and every wicked doer, have been stubble, And burnt them hath the day that came, Said Jehovah of Hosts, That there is not left to them root or branch,


For high is Jehovah, and the lowly He seeth, And the haughty from afar He knoweth.

Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!

he is proud, knowing nothing, but doting about questions and word-striving, out of which doth come envy, strife, evil-speakings, evil-surmisings,


The proud have digged for me pits, That are not according to Thy law.

Ashamed are the proud, For with falsehood they dealt perversely with me. I meditate in Thy precepts.



When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way in which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.

The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.

Hear this, O priests, and attend, O house of Israel, And, O house of the king, give ear, For the judgment is for you, For, a snare ye have been on Mizpah, And a net spread out on Tabor.

The proud have digged for me pits, That are not according to Thy law.

For the wicked have been found among My people. It looketh about the covering of snares, They have set up a trap -- men they capture.

For without cause they hid for me their netpit, Without cause they digged for my soul.

The wicked have laid a snare for me, And from thy precepts I wandered not.

Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.

A cry is heard from their houses, For Thou bringest against them suddenly a troop, For they dug a pit to capture me, And snares they have hidden for my feet.