Bible Verses About Woman

My people--its exactors are sucklings, And women have ruled over it. My people--thy eulogists are causing to err, And the way of thy paths swallowed up.

`Because that daughters of Zion have been haughty, And they walk stretching out the neck, And deceiving with the eyes, Walking and mincing they go, And with their feet they make a tinkling,

The Lord also hath scabbed The crown of the head of daughters of Zion, And Jehovah their simplicity exposeth.

In that day doth the Lord turn aside The beauty of the tinkling ornaments, And of the embroidered works, And of the round tires like moons,

Of the drops, and the bracelets, and the mufflers,

Of the bonnets, and the ornaments of the legs, And of the bands, And of the perfume boxes, and the amulets,

Of the seals, and of the nose-rings,

Of the costly apparel, and of the mantles, And of the coverings, and of the purses,

Of the mirrors, and of the linen garments, And of the hoods, and of the vails,

And it hath been, instead of spice is muck, And instead of a girdle, a rope, And instead of curled work, baldness, And instead of a stomacher a girdle of sackcloth.

And taken hold have seven women on one man, In that day, saying, `Our own bread we do eat, And our own raiment we put on, Only, let thy name be called over us, Remove thou our reproach.'

Therefore the Lord Himself giveth to you a sign, Lo, the Virgin is conceiving, And is bringing forth a son, And hath called his name Immanuel,

In that day is Egypt like women, And it hath mourned, and been afraid, Because of the waving of the hand of Jehovah of Hosts, That He is waving over it.

Women, easy ones, rise, hear my voice, Daughters, confident ones, give ear to my saying,

Days and a year ye are troubled, O confident ones, For consumed hath been harvest, The gathering cometh not.

Tremble ye women, ye easy ones, Be troubled, ye confident ones, Strip and make bare, with a girdle on the loins,

Forget doth a woman her suckling, The loved one--the son of her womb? Yea, these forget--but I--I forget not thee.

For, as a woman forsaken and grieved in spirit, Called thee hath Jehovah, Even a youthful wife when she is refused, said thy God.

Doth a virgin forget her ornaments? A bride her bands? And My people have forgotten Me days without number.

The comely and the delicate one I have cut off, The daughter of Zion.

The sons are gathering wood, And the fathers are causing the fire to burn, And the women are kneading dough, To make cakes to the queen of the heavens, And to pour out libations to other gods, So as to provoke Me to anger.

Thus said Jehovah of Hosts: Consider ye, and call for mourning women, And they come, And to the wise women send, and they come,

But hear, ye women, a word of Jehovah, And your ear receiveth a word of His mouth, And teach ye your daughters wailing, and each her neighbour lamentation.

Then rejoice doth a virgin in a chorus, Both young men and old men--together, And I have turned their mourning to joy, And have comforted them, And gladdened them above their sorrow,

A sword is on his horses and on his chariot, And on all the rabble who are in her midst, And they have become women; A sword is on her treasuries, And they have been spoiled;