Löydetty 118 Tulokset: sweet-sounding

  • And he appointed singers to stand opposite the altar, and by their voices he provided sweet music. (Ecclesiasticus 47, 11)

  • His remembrance will be sweet like honey in every mouth, and like music at a banquet of wine. (Ecclesiasticus 49, 2)

  • and like a rainbow shining amid clouds of glory, and like flowering roses in the days of spring, and like lilies along the water’s edge, and like sweet smelling frankincense in the days of summer, (Ecclesiasticus 50, 8)

  • And the singers of Psalms raised their voices, and a full sweet sound increased in the great house. (Ecclesiasticus 50, 20)

  • And in place of a sweet fragrance, there will be stench. And in place of a belt, there will be a rope. And in place of stylish hair, there will be baldness. And in place of a blouse, there will be haircloth. (Isaiah 3, 24)

  • Woe to you who call evil good, and good evil; who substitute darkness for light, and light for darkness; who exchange bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter! (Isaiah 5, 20)

  • You have bought me no sweet cane with money, and you have not inebriated me with the fat of your victims. Yet truly, you have burdened me with your sins; you have wearied me with your iniquities. (Isaiah 43, 24)

  • For what reason are you bringing me frankincense from Sheba, and sweet smelling reeds from a far away land? Your holocausts are not acceptable, and your sacrifices are not pleasing to me.” (Jeremiah 6, 20)

  • Over this, I was awakened, as if from a deep sleep. And I saw, and my sleep became sweet to me. (Jeremiah 31, 26)

  • Yet the woods and every sweet-smelling tree have provided shade for Israel by the commandment of God. (Baruch 5, 8)

  • And he said to me: “Son of man, your stomach shall eat, and your interior shall be filled with this scroll, which I am giving to you.” And I ate it, and in my mouth it became as sweet as honey. (Ezekiel 3, 3)

  • And you shall know that I am the Lord, when your slain will be in the midst of your idols, all around your altars, on every exalted hill, and on the summits of all the mountains, and under every dense tree, and under every leafy oak: the places where they burned sweet-smelling incense to all their idols. (Ezekiel 6, 13)


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