Fundar 1895 Resultados para: War
An end of all her warriors, to the slaughter-house with them! Woe betide them, their day has come, the time when they must meet their reckoning. (Jeremiah 50, 27)
In her streets they lie slain, all the flower of her youth, all her brave warriors lie silent now, the Lord says.✻ (Jeremiah 50, 30)
the sword for their wise men, that shall be fools, and their brave men, that shall be cowards; (Jeremiah 50, 36)
Bow and shield they ply, and their hard hearts pity none; loud their battle-cry as the roaring of the sea. So they ride on, as warriors ride, poor Babylon, thy enemies. (Jeremiah 50, 42)
Let not a man live to bend bow again, or don breastplate for battle; never a warrior spare, army she must have none left. (Jeremiah 51, 3)
By his own honour the Lord of hosts has sworn it, thy enemies shall swarm about thee like locusts, raising their vintage-song. (Jeremiah 51, 14)
Display your standard for all the world to see, sound the trumpet far and wide, enrol the nations against her; make tryst with the kings of Ararat, Menni, and Ascenez, and count Taphsar among her enemies; like locusts in bristling array swarm your cavalry. (Jeremiah 51, 27)
Plight all the nations to make war on her, the kings of Media with their chieftains and satraps, all their wide dominion; (Jeremiah 51, 28)
See how her warriors quit the field, to garrison their strongholds, how their valour dies away and grows womanish, how her roofs blaze, the bars of her gates are shattered! (Jeremiah 51, 30)
The spoiler has come upon Babylon; her warriors are caught in a trap, their bows are useless now; the Lord’s vengeance is irresistible, and he pays full measure. (Jeremiah 51, 56)
Bemused they shall be, prince and councillor and chieftain and ruler and warrior; all shall sleep eternally the sleep from which there is no waking; such is the decree of that King whose name is the Lord of hosts. (Jeremiah 51, 57)
Right the Lord has in his quarrel; I have set his commands at defiance. O world, take warning; see what pangs I suffer, all my folk gone into exile, both man and maid. (Lamentations 1, 18)
