Löydetty 883 Tulokset: Table Of The Bread Of The Presence
My lord king, he said, here is foul wrong done to the prophet Jeremias; they have let him down into a cistern, where he will die of hunger, such lack of bread there is in the city. (Jeremiah 38, 9)
The seventh month had come; and now Ismahel, son of Nathanias, son of Elisama, one of the royal princes and the king’s vassals,✻ came with ten followers to Masphath, where Godolias was, and at Masphath they sat at table together. (Jeremiah 41, 1)
Sworn we are, and by that oath we mean to stand, that we will do sacrifice to the queen of heaven, and make offering of cakes to her, as we ever did, we and our fathers, kings and rulers of ours, in the townships of Juda and in Jerusalem streets; bread we had in those days to our heart’s content, and all went well with us; bad times we never saw. (Jeremiah 44, 17)
for now the Lord’s anger hung over Juda and Jerusalem, ready to banish them from his presence. And Sedecias in his turn revolted from the king of Babylon. (Jeremiah 52, 3)
All these were carried away by Nabuzardan to Reblatha, into Nabuchodonosor’s presence; (Jeremiah 52, 26)
All the rest of his life he was entertained at the royal table; (Jeremiah 52, 33)
Kindred was none but went sighing for lack of bread, offered its precious heirlooms for food to revive men’s hearts. Mark it well, Lord, and see my pride abased! (Lamentations 1, 11)
So false the friends that were once my suitors! And now the city lacks priests and elders both, that went begging their bread, to revive the heart in them. (Lamentations 1, 19)
Listen, how they ask where all the bread and wine is gone to! Wound they have none, yet there in the open streets you shall see them faint away, sighing out their lives on their mothers’ bosoms. (Lamentations 2, 12)
Dry throat and parching tongue for babe at the breast; children asking for bread, and never a crust to share with them! (Lamentations 4, 4)
we must make our peace with men of Egypt or Assyria, for a belly-full of bread. (Lamentations 5, 6)
bread won out in the desert, and at peril of our lives from the sword’s point! (Lamentations 5, 9)
