Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Is Ephraim a dear son unto me? is he a child of delights? For whilst I have been speaking against him, I do constantly remember him still. Therefore my bowels are troubled for him: I will certainly have mercy upon him, saith Jehovah.


And Joseph made haste, for his bowels burned for his brother; and he sought a place to weep, and he went into the chamber, and wept there.

Then spoke the woman whose was the living child to the king, for her bowels yearned over her son, and she said, Ah, my lord! give her the living child, and in no wise put it to death. But the other said, Let it be neither mine nor thine; divide it.

My bowels well up, and rest not; days of affliction have confronted me.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is become like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.

My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door; And my bowels yearned for him.

My bowels! my bowels! I am in travail! Oh, the walls of my heart! My heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace: for thou hearest, my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the clamour of war.

See, Jehovah, for I am in distress, my bowels are troubled; my heart is turned within me, for I have grievously rebelled: without, the sword hath bereaved me, within, it is as death.



Because thy heart was tender, and thou didst humble thyself before Jehovah, when thou heardest what I spoke against this place and against the inhabitants thereof, that they should become a desolation and a curse, and didst rend thy garments and weep before me, I also have heard thee, saith Jehovah.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is become like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.


And it came to pass afterwards that David's heart smote him, because he had cut off Saul's skirt.

For God hath made my heart soft, and the Almighty troubleth me;


And they shall eat the flesh in that night, roast with fire, and unleavened bread; with bitter herbs shall they eat it.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is become like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and thou hast laid me in the dust of death.


I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is become like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and thou hast laid me in the dust of death.


I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is become like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.