Bible Verses About Prophets

and the elders of the Jews are building and prospering through the prophecy of Haggai the prophet, and Zechariah son of Iddo, and they have built and finished by the decree of the God of Israel, and by the decree of Cyrus, and Darius, and Artaxerxes king of Persia.

`And Thou drawest over them many years, and testifiest against them by Thy Spirit, by the hand of Thy prophets, and they have not given ear, and Thou dost give them into the hand of peoples of the lands,

Surely a spirit is in man, And the breath of the Mighty One Doth cause them to understand.

For once doth God speak, and twice, (He doth not behold it.)

In a dream--a vision of night, In the falling of deep sleep on men, In slumberings on a bed.

Then He uncovereth the ear of men, And for their instruction sealeth:

I did place Jehovah before me continually, Because--at my right hand I am not moved.

Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:

For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.

Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys is with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever!

Our ensigns we have not seen, There is no more a prophet, Nor with us is one knowing how long.

He maketh known His ways to Moses, To the sons of Israel His acts.

The Visions of Isaiah son of Amoz, that he hath seen concerning Judah and Jerusalem, in the days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, Hezekiah, kings of Judah.

Let me sing, I pray you, for my beloved, A song of my beloved as to his vineyard: My beloved hath a vineyard in a fruitful hill,

And he fenceth it, and casteth out its stones, And planteth it with a choice vine, And buildeth a tower in its midst, And also a wine press hath hewn out in it, And he waiteth for the yielding of grapes, And it yieldeth bad ones!

And now, O inhabitant of Jerusalem, and man of Judah, Judge, I pray you, between me and my vineyard.

What--to do still to my vineyard, That I have not done in it! Wherefore, I waited to the yielding of grapes, And it yieldeth bad ones!

And now, pray, let me cause you to know, That which I am doing to my vineyard, To turn aside its hedge, And it hath been for consumption, To break down its wall, And it hath been for a treading-place.

And I make it a waste, It is not pruned, nor arranged, And gone up have brier and thorn, And on the thick clouds I lay a charge, From raining upon it rain.

Because the vineyard of Jehovah of Hosts Is the house of Israel, And the man of Judah His pleasant plant, And He waiteth for judgment, and lo, oppression, For righteousness, and lo, a cry.

In the year of the death of king Uzziah--I see the Lord, sitting on a throne, high and lifted up, and His train is filling the temple.

Seraphs are standing above it: six wings hath each one; with two each covereth its face, and with two each covereth its feet, and with two each flieth.

And this one hath called unto that, and hath said: `Holy, Holy, Holy, is Jehovah of Hosts, The fulness of all the earth is His glory.'

And the posts of the thresholds are moved by the voice of him who is calling, and the house is full of smoke.

And I say, `Woe to me, for I have been silent, For a man--unclean of lips am I, And in midst of a people unclean of lips I am dwelling, Because the King, Jehovah of Hosts, have my eyes seen.'