Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow - a bitter word;



Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow - a bitter word;

For I have heard the whispering of many - A terror round about! When they have sat in conclave together against me, to take away my life, have they intrigued.

Yea they have opened wide against me their mouth, They have said, Aha! Aha! our own eye, hath seen!

Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?


My soul, is in the midst of lions, I lie down amidst flames, As for the sons of men, Their teeth, are spear and arrows, And, their tongue, is a sharp sword.

Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow - a bitter word;



For they sleep not, unless they can do mischief, - They rob themselves of their sleep, if they cannot cause someone to stumble,


Alas! a nation - committing sin, a people - burdened with iniquity, a seed - practising wickedness, sons - acting corruptly. They have forsaken Yahweh despised the Holy One of Israel, - Are estranged and gone back.

Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow - a bitter word;

Wild waves of sea, foaming out their own infamies, wandering stars, for whom the gloom of darkness age-abiding hath been reserved.

Thou lovest Evil more than good, Falsehood, more than speaking righteousness. Selah.


Plotting is the lawless one, against the just, and gnashing upon him with his teeth.

But, the lawless, are like the sea when tossed, - For, rest, it cannot! But its waters toss out mire and dirt.


For they sleep not, unless they can do mischief, - They rob themselves of their sleep, if they cannot cause someone to stumble,


Alas! a nation - committing sin, a people - burdened with iniquity, a seed - practising wickedness, sons - acting corruptly. They have forsaken Yahweh despised the Holy One of Israel, - Are estranged and gone back.

Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow - a bitter word;

Wild waves of sea, foaming out their own infamies, wandering stars, for whom the gloom of darkness age-abiding hath been reserved.

Thou lovest Evil more than good, Falsehood, more than speaking righteousness. Selah.


Plotting is the lawless one, against the just, and gnashing upon him with his teeth.

But, the lawless, are like the sea when tossed, - For, rest, it cannot! But its waters toss out mire and dirt.