Trouvé 944 Résultats pour: City Gates
The city was under siege up to the eleventh year of Zedekiah. (Jeremiah 52, 5)
On the ninth day of the fourth month famine became a serious problem in the city, and throughout the land there was no bread for the people. (Jeremiah 52, 6)
When the city was opened by a breach in the wall the Judean army fled. They left the city by night through the gate between the two walls near the king's garden. While the Chaldeans were still surrounding the city they fled towards the Arabah. (Jeremiah 52, 7)
Nebuzaradan commander of the bodyguard carried off into exile some of the poorest among the people, the remnant of Jews left in the city, and those who had deserted to the king of Babylon and the remainder of the artisans. (Jeremiah 52, 15)
He also took from those in the city a eunuch in command of the fighting men, seven personal advisers to the king who were discovered in the city, (Jeremiah 52, 25)
the commander's secretary responsible for military conscription and sixty of his men who were found in the city. Nebuzaradan took all these away to the king of Babylon at Riblah. (Jeremiah 52, 26)
How forlorn the city lies, once teeming with people! How like a widow is she, once mistress of the nations! A princess among the cities, she has now become a slave. (Lamentations 1, 1)
All roads to Zion are in mourning; no one comes to her feasts. Her gates are deserted, her priests groan, her virgins grieve. What bitter anguish she suffers! (Lamentations 1, 4)
I cried for help to my lovers, but they betrayed me. My priests and my elders perished in the city they sought anything to eat, but finally they had to die. (Lamentations 1, 19)
Her gates have sunk into the ground; broken and removed are their bars. Her king and rulers live in exile among the nations. No more message for their prophets, no more visions from Yahweh. (Lamentations 2, 9)
Passersby shudder; some clap their hands at the sight; others wag their heads at the fate of the daughter of Jerusalem. "Is this the city that was called the loveliest, the joy of the world?" (Lamentations 2, 15)
My soul will grieve in torment for the women of my city. (Lamentations 3, 51)
