Thematic Bible: Subtle and deceitful


Thematic Bible



And I find more bitter than death the woman whose heart is snares and nets, [and] whose hands are chains. He who pleases God shall escape from her, but the sinner shall be taken by her. Verse ConceptsSexual ChastityWomen Doing WrongMan TrappingGodly WomanBitternessBreaking Chainsnagging

And, behold, there met him a woman attired like a harlot, and wily of heart. Verse ConceptsCraftinessProstitutionShrewdnessDistinctive ClothingBeing A Woman Of Godmakeupwomanwhores

And I find more bitter than death the woman whose heart is snares and nets, [and] whose hands are chains. He who pleases God shall escape from her, but the sinner shall be taken by her. Verse ConceptsSexual ChastityWomen Doing WrongMan TrappingGodly WomanBitternessBreaking Chainsnagging

to keep thee from the evil woman, from the flattery of the stranger's tongue. Do not lust after her beauty in thy heart, nor let her take thee with her eyelids. For the price of a harlot is as much as a piece of bread, but the adulteress hunts for the precious life. read more.
Can a man take fire in his bosom, and his clothes not be burned? Or can a man walk upon hot coals, and his feet not be scorched? So [is] he who goes in to his neighbor's wife. Whoever touches her shall not be unpunished.

He who commits adultery with a woman is void of understanding. He who would destroy his own soul does it. Wounds and dishonor he shall get, and his reproach shall not be wiped away. For jealousy is a man's fury, and he will not spare in the day of vengeance. read more.
He will not regard any ransom, nor will he be satisfied, though thou give many gifts.

For at the window of my house I looked forth through my lattice, and I beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the youths, a young man void of understanding passing through the street near her corner. And he went the way to her house, read more.
in the twilight, in the evening of the day, in the middle of the night and in the darkness. And, behold, there met him a woman attired like a harlot, and wily of heart. She is loud and headstrong. Her feet abide not in her house. Now she is in the streets, now in the broad places, and lays in wait at every corner. So she caught him, and kissed him. With an impudent face she said to him, Sacrifices of peace-offerings are with me. I have paid my vows this day. Therefore I came forth to meet thee, diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee. I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry, with striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt. I have perfumed my bed With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning. Let us solace ourselves with love. For the man is not at home. He has gone a long journey. He has taken a bag of money with him. He will come home at the full moon. With her much fair speech she causes him to yield. With the flattering of her lips she forces him along. He goes after her straightaway, as an ox goes to the slaughter, or as a fool to the correction of the stocks, till an arrow strikes through his liver, as a bird hastens to the snare. And he does not know that it is for his life. Now therefore, ye sons, hearken to me, and attend to the words of my mouth. Let not thy heart decline to her ways. Go not astray in her paths. For she has cast down many wounded. Yea, all her slain are a mighty host. Her house is the way to Sheol, going down to the chambers of death.