Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



May I never enter their council;
may I never join their assembly.
For in their anger they kill men,
and on a whim they hamstring oxen.

Depart from me, all evildoers,
for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.

who despises the one rejected by the Lord
but honors those who fear the Lord,
who keeps his word whatever the cost,

A devious heart will be far from me;
I will not be involved with evil.


God, if only You would kill the wicked—
you bloodthirsty men, stay away from me


God, if only You would kill the wicked- you bloodthirsty men, stay away from me- who invoke You deceitfully. Your enemies swear [by You] falsely.


Blessings are on the head of the righteous,
but the mouth of the wicked conceals violence.

Everyone who hates his brother is a murderer, and you know that no murderer has eternal life residing in him.

Are there still the treasures of wickedness and the accursed short measure in the house of the wicked? Can I excuse wicked scales or bags of deceptive weights? For the wealthy of the city are full of violence, and its residents speak lies; the tongues in their mouths are deceitful.

God, if only You would kill the wicked- you bloodthirsty men, stay away from me- who invoke You deceitfully. Your enemies swear [by You] falsely.

Indeed, the Lord's hand is not too short to save, and His ear is not too deaf to hear. But your iniquities have built barriers between you and your God, and your sins have made Him hide [His] face from you so that He does not listen. For your hands are defiled with blood, and your fingers with iniquity; your lips have spoken lies, and you mutter injustice. read more.
No one makes claims justly; no one pleads honestly. They trust in empty and worthless words; they conceive trouble and give birth to iniquity. They hatch viper's eggs and weave spider's webs. Whoever eats their eggs will die; crack one open, and a viper is hatched. Their webs cannot become clothing, and they cannot cover themselves with their works. Their works are sinful works, and violent acts are in their hands. Their feet run after evil, and they rush to shed innocent blood. Their thoughts are sinful thoughts; ruin and wretchedness are in their paths.


God, if only You would kill the wicked—
you bloodthirsty men, stay away from me


wild waves of the sea, foaming up their shameful deeds; wandering stars for whom the blackness of darkness is reserved forever!

A wicked man’s iniquities entrap him;
he is entangled in the ropes of his own sin.

For there is a cup in the Lord’s hand,
full of wine blended with spices, and He pours from it.
All the wicked of the earth will drink,
draining it to the dregs.

God, You will bring them down
to the Pit of destruction;
men of bloodshed and treachery
will not live out half their days.
But I will trust in You.

The wicked man will see it and be angry;
he will gnash his teeth in despair.
The desire of the wicked man will come to nothing.



A little while, and the wicked person will be no more;
though you look for him, he will not be there.