Bible Verses About Women

See, this I have found, said the Preacher, one to one, to find out the reason

(that still my soul had sought, and I had not found), One man, a teacher, I have found, and a woman among all these I have not found.

`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.'

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,

For breasts they are lamenting, For fields of desire, for the fruitful vine.

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

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

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.

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;

Ceased have the mighty of Babylon to fight, They have remained in strongholds, Failed hath their might, they have become woman, They have burnt her tabernacles, Broken have been her bars.

Righteous is Jehovah, For His mouth I have provoked. Hear, I pray you, all ye peoples, and see my pain, My virgins and my young men have gone into captivity.

Lain on the earth in out-places have young and old, My virgins and my young men have fallen by the sword, Thou hast slain in a day of Thine anger, Thou hast slaughtered--Thou hast not pitied.