Thematic Bible: Wild Donkey


Thematic Bible



Because the palace has been abandoned, the populated city forsaken.
Hill and watch-tower have become caves forever,
A delight for wild donkeys, a pasture for flocks;

To whom I gave the wilderness for a home
And the salt land for his dwelling place?

He was also driven away from mankind, and his heart was made like that of beasts, and his dwelling place was with the wild donkeys. He was given grass to eat like cattle, and his body was drenched with the dew of heaven until he recognized that the Most High God is ruler over the realm of mankind and that He sets over it whomever He wishes.


"How can you say, 'I am not defiled, I have not gone after the Baals'? Look at your way in the valley! Know what you have done! You are a swift young camel entangling her ways, A wild donkey accustomed to the wilderness, That sniffs the wind in her passion. In the time of her heat who can turn her away? All who seek her will not become weary; In her month they will find her.


He sends forth springs in the valleys; They flow between the mountains; They give drink to every beast of the field; The wild donkeys quench their thirst.


“He will be a wild donkey of a man,
His hand will be against everyone,
And everyone’s hand will be against him;
And he will live to the east of all his brothers.”


“The wild donkeys stand on the bare heights;
They pant for air like jackals,
Their eyes fail
For there is no vegetation.


An idiot will become intelligent
When the foal of a wild donkey is born a man.


For they have gone up to Assyria,
Like a wild donkey all alone;
Ephraim has hired lovers.


For they have gone up to Assyria,
Like a wild donkey all alone;
Ephraim has hired lovers.


An idiot will become intelligent
When the foal of a wild donkey is born a man.


“Behold, as wild donkeys in the wilderness
They go forth seeking food in their activity,
As bread for their children in the desert.


“Who sent out the wild donkey free?
And who loosed the bonds of the swift donkey,


“He explores the mountains for his pasture
And searches after every green thing.


“He scorns the tumult of the city,
The shoutings of the driver he does not hear.


“Does the wild donkey bray over his grass,
Or does the ox low over his fodder?