Löydetty 1236 Tulokset: Holy Days

• They sat there on the ground beside him for seven days and seven nights. To Job they spoke never a word, for they saw how much he was suffering. (Job 2, 13)

• See! Let obscurity seize on it, from the days of the year let it be excluded, into the reckoning of the months not find its way. (Job 3, 6)

• Let it be cursed by those who curse certain days and are ready to rouse Leviathan. (Job 3, 8)

• Make your appeal then. Will you find an answer? To which of the holy ones will you turn? (Job 5, 1)

• This thought, at least, would give me comfort (a thrill of joy in unrelenting pain), that I never rebelled against the Holy One's decrees. (Job 6, 10)

• Swifter than a weaver's shuttle my days have passed, and vanished, leaving no hope behind. (Job 7, 6)

• I am wasting away, my life is not unending; leave me then, for my days are but a breath. (Job 7, 16)

• My days pass: more swiftly than a runner they flee away with never a glimpse of happiness, (Job 9, 25)

• Are you mortal like human beings? do your years pass as human days pass? (Job 10, 5)

• The days of my life are few enough: turn your eyes away, leave me a little joy, (Job 10, 20)

• Since his days are measured out, since his tale of months depends on you, since you assign him bounds he cannot pass, (Job 14, 5)

• God cannot rely even on his holy ones, to him, even the heavens seem impure. (Job 15, 15)