Ominous Bible Verses Novels & Stories

But at the front door, he said something, words leaving his tongue laboriously. "The Bible," he whimpered to me. Immediately, I ran back into his office, rummaging through the mess. It was in the most obvious place I didn't think to look in - on the last standing bookshelf, as the last standing book - the Hebrew Bible. And the irony was piercing - Abraham looked through every book that Ben owned except for the holy book itself. A book that would most like burn Abraham or his minion's hands if he were to touch it. Purposefully ignored, this sacred book had the parchments tucked throughout the pages of the 18th chapter of "2 Kings." My hands graced the leather cover, gliding over the "Holy Bib

"Read the bible which is filled with my words and whenever you have a problem in your life, just look in my words and you will find the solution to any problem. If you feel lonely my words will tell you that I’m always with you till the very end of age. If you feel unloved my words will tell you how loved you are by me and how nothing could ever separate you from my love for you. Just like your situation Nathan, if you loose a loved one my words will provide comfort by telling you of the resurrection of all the dead to come after i defeat death, where you will see your loved ones again. How they are just sleeping for now and not gone for good.’’ As he said that to me, tears of joy and hope f

She turned and saw a writing on the wall. "What the hell?” She asked. The others who were on the floor with her saw her stop and they all looked to where she was looking. "That wasn't there five minutes ago,” one of the techs said. "What does it say?” Another asked. She was looking at the symbols when it clicked. She knew what it said. "It says 'I am the creator, the bringer of light and darkness. The creator of evil. I am the Lord.' It is a form of Isaiah 45:7,” she said as she looked again.

Mammon speaks while standing behind the bathroom doorway and nibbling on grapes that he obviously took from my table. “Not that I am trying to belittle Leviathan, but he sounds like an idiot. Am I the only one who is against this idea!?” Belphegor burst out, ducking in to move past Mammon before pointing accusingly at Leviathan. “You appearing and offering your services is highly suspicious! How do we know that you aren’t taking Zarah to her doom?” Mammon pauses; one grape is pressed on his lips when he looks down to acknowledge Belphegor. “Watch your tongue. The only one suspicious here is you.”

“I want you all to listen to Pastor John now as he leads us in scripture and prayer at this time in history. This is a momentous occasion that should be remembered and cherished. Pastor John, the stage is yours.” The pastor stepped up, held up his bible and said, “Whoever sheds the blood of man, and by man shall his blood be shed, for God made man in his own image, Genesis 9:6. These evil people shed the blood of man, and now we will send them to God for their righteous punishment. Pray with me, moreover, you shall accept no ransom for the life of a murderer, who is guilty of death, but he shall be put to death.” Rancid shook his head in disgust. “I think he’s cherry picking scripture, I hat

My expression was grim, as my eyes blazed with determination. "The scroll contains the one thing Belzebub doesn't have," Gabriel quietly said. "The heavenly scriptures, the divine message of God, and the good news of the gospels. These are the weapons we need to defeat him." With a swift motion, the scroll unraveled, revealing the scriptures in a language that seemed almost divine. Our combined form stood ready, our body glowing with a fierce determination. The battle against Belzebub, the Prime Prince of demons, was about to begin.

or "The Promise of New Life." This morning, it was different. The letters were hard and plain: SERMON: THE ABOMINATION OF POWER 2 SAMUEL 16:22 A shivery dread, colder than the dread of any panic in the markets or of any boardroom threat, trickled down Davidson's spine. He knew this verse. It spoke of Absalom, the son of King David, who publicly bedded his father's concubines on a palace rooftop to conclude his usurpation of the throne—a complete, abhorrent act of political and moral betrayal.

In my defense, I'm doing a service to humanity. I lift my gaze toward my father. "Okay, according to this site, 'Bible Today'—what kind of name is that, anyway?—it says the poor possessed person should be tied up. Apparently, the evil spirit controlling their body—these are the exact words—tends to get violent at the sight of holy water, a cross, or a Bible." I look back at my dad, and we both turn simultaneously toward little Amanda, who’s smiling at us, completely clueless.

She knew Someone watched her still. Her fingers reached to the cloth tied around her waist. From within, she drew a small scrap of parchment. It held verses she had once written herself — lines of psalms and prophecies, inked in haste, in the days when her heart burned to know more of the divine. She opened it now with trembling fingers and read aloud in her weakened voice “He who sits in the heavens shall laugh. He shall scatter the wicked with the breath of His mouth. He shall lift the righteous from the pit,

So, we traveled toward the dock, wishing we would not run out of gas. From afar, I can see smoke coming out of that high metal structure. It smelled like burning flesh. The odor reached even this far. How dare you, people. May you all rot in hell. Forever. I will never forget you all for what you have done to my family. Where did God go in these trying times? These bible verses were recited by Mom at us every bedtime. She said that we should memorize it all. Put all your hope in the grace that will be yours. 1 Peter 1:13