Löydetty 1707 Tulokset: Vin
Not for such reapers harvest and vintage; the wanton must go without her wine; (Hosea 9, 2)
A spreading vine is yonder vine of Israel, and fruit of him matches leaf. Rich, fertile soil; alas, how rich in altars, in sacred trees how fertile! (Hosea 10, 1)
None that dwells under the protection of that name but shall come back to me; corn shall be theirs in plenty, and they will grow like one of their own vineyards, famed as the vintage of Lebanon itself. (Hosea 14, 8)
Spoiled thy vineyards lie, stripped of the very bark thy fig-trees; bare and blanched and ruinous every bough. (Joel 1, 7)
Desolate the land lies, every field forlorn; crops ravaged, the vine thirsty, strengthless the oil. (Joel 1, 10)
Alas, for husbandman’s labour lost, for vintage-song turned to lament! Alas for harvest perished, (Joel 1, 11)
for vineyard withered, and drooping fig-tree! Pomegranate, and palm, and apple, no tree in the wood but fades there; what wonder? Has not joy faded in human hearts? (Joel 1, 12)
Bravely they hasten to the attack, warrior-like scale the wall; unswerving they press on, (Joel 2, 7)
Fear no more, beasts that roam the country-side; grass grows on the upland meadows! There is fruit on the trees again; vine nor fig-tree ever bore so lustily. (Joel 2, 22)
See if I do not summon them back from exile that was of your contriving, and, for that service done, pay you in your own coin; (Joel 3, 7)
The sickle, there! Harvest is ripe already. Down to the vineyard with you! Are not the vats full, the presses overflowing? Has it not come to a head, the measure of their wickedness? (Joel 3, 13)
Thronging, thronging they come, in yonder valley to try their destiny, appointed trysting-place of a divine audit; (Joel 3, 14)