Thematic Bible
Thematic Bible
Arrow » Figurative
For arrows of the Mighty are with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves for me!
My soul is in the midst of lions, I lie down among flames -- sons of men, Their teeth are a spear and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.
God is bringing him out of Egypt; As the swiftness of a Reem is to him, He eateth up nations his adversaries, And their bones he breaketh, And with his arrows he smiteth,
I make drunk Mine arrows with blood, And My sword devoureth flesh, From the blood of the pierced and captive, From the head of the freemen of the enemy.
For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand.
Thine arrows are sharp, -- Peoples fall under Thee -- In the heart of the enemies of the king.
They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.
Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day,
Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,
A maul, and a sword, and a sharp arrow, Is the man testifying against his neighbour a false testimony.
He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow. He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver.
In My sending the evil arrows of famine among them, That have been for destruction, That I send to destroy you, And famine I am adding upon you, And I have broken to you the staff of bread.
Sun -- moon -- hath stood -- a habitation, At the light thine arrows go on, At the brightness, the glittering of thy spear.
Church » Security of » General references to
A Song of the Ascents. Those trusting in Jehovah are as Mount Zion, It is not moved -- to the age it abideth.
When thou passest into waters, I am with thee, And into floods, they do not overflow thee, When thou goest into fire, thou art not burnt, And a flame doth not burn against thee.
Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day,
so that we do boldly say, 'The Lord is to me a helper, and I will not fear what man shall do to me.'
Of an evil report he is not afraid, Prepared is His heart, confident in Jehovah.
And thou hast trusted because their is hope, And searched -- in confidence thou liest down,
And whoso is hearkening to me dwelleth confidently, And is quiet from fear of evil!'
If thou liest down, thou art not afraid, Yea, thou hast lain down, And sweet hath been thy sleep.
He high places doth inhabit, Strongholds of rock are his high tower, His bread hath been given, his waters stedfast.
and who is he who will be doing you evil, if of Him who is good ye may become imitators?
Plagues » Equally fatal day and night
Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day, Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon,
Protection » Is vouchsafed to saints in » All dangers
For He delivereth thee from the snare of a fowler, From a calamitous pestilence. With His pinion He covereth thee over, And under His wings thou dost trust, A shield and buckler is His truth. Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day, read more.
Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon, There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh.
Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon, There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh.
Saints » God's knowledge of the saints » Security of
A Song of the Ascents. Those trusting in Jehovah are as Mount Zion, It is not moved -- to the age it abideth.
When thou passest into waters, I am with thee, And into floods, they do not overflow thee, When thou goest into fire, thou art not burnt, And a flame doth not burn against thee.
Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day,
so that we do boldly say, 'The Lord is to me a helper, and I will not fear what man shall do to me.'
Of an evil report he is not afraid, Prepared is His heart, confident in Jehovah.
And thou hast trusted because their is hope, And searched -- in confidence thou liest down,
And whoso is hearkening to me dwelleth confidently, And is quiet from fear of evil!'
If thou liest down, thou art not afraid, Yea, thou hast lain down, And sweet hath been thy sleep.
He high places doth inhabit, Strongholds of rock are his high tower, His bread hath been given, his waters stedfast.
and who is he who will be doing you evil, if of Him who is good ye may become imitators?
Security » Of the saints » General references to
A Song of the Ascents. Those trusting in Jehovah are as Mount Zion, It is not moved -- to the age it abideth.
When thou passest into waters, I am with thee, And into floods, they do not overflow thee, When thou goest into fire, thou art not burnt, And a flame doth not burn against thee.
Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day,
so that we do boldly say, 'The Lord is to me a helper, and I will not fear what man shall do to me.'
Of an evil report he is not afraid, Prepared is His heart, confident in Jehovah.
And thou hast trusted because their is hope, And searched -- in confidence thou liest down,
And whoso is hearkening to me dwelleth confidently, And is quiet from fear of evil!'
If thou liest down, thou art not afraid, Yea, thou hast lain down, And sweet hath been thy sleep.
He high places doth inhabit, Strongholds of rock are his high tower, His bread hath been given, his waters stedfast.
and who is he who will be doing you evil, if of Him who is good ye may become imitators?
Sickness » God » Preserves saints in time of
For He delivereth thee from the snare of a fowler, From a calamitous pestilence. With His pinion He covereth thee over, And under His wings thou dost trust, A shield and buckler is His truth. Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day, read more.
Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon, There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh.
Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon, There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh.