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Trouvé 2637 Résultats pour: Chosen People

  • Children and old people are lying on the ground in the streets; my young men and young girls have fallen by the sword; you have killed them, on the day of your anger, you have slaughtered them pitilessly. (Lamentations 2, 21)

  • I have become a joke to all my own people, their refrain all day long. (Lamentations 3, 14)

  • My eyes dissolve in torrents of tears at the ruin of my beloved people. (Lamentations 3, 48)

  • The very jackals give the breast, and suckle their young: but the daughter of my people is as cruel as the ostriches of the desert. (Lamentations 4, 3)

  • for the wickedness of the daughter of my people exceeded the sins of Sodom, which was overthrown in a moment without a hand being laid on it. (Lamentations 4, 6)

  • Once her young people were brighter than snow, whiter than milk; rosier than coral their bodies, their hue like sapphire. (Lamentations 4, 7)

  • With their own hands, kindly women cooked their children; this was their food when the daughter of my people was ruined. (Lamentations 4, 10)

  • 'Keep away! Unclean!' people shouted, 'Keep away! Keep away! Don't touch!' If they left and fled to the nations, they were not allowed to stay there either. (Lamentations 4, 15)

  • Baruch read the text of this book aloud to Jeconiah son of Jehoiakim, king of Judah, and to all the people who had come to hear the reading, (Baruch 1, 3)

  • to the nobles and the sons of the king, and to the elders; to the whole people, that is, to the least no less than to the greatest, to all who lived in Babylon beside the river Sud. (Baruch 1, 4)

  • and sent it to Jerusalem to the priest Jehoiakim son of Hilkiah, son of Shallum, and the other priests, and all the people who were with him in Jerusalem. (Baruch 1, 7)

  • after Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon had deported Jeconiah from Jerusalem to Babylon, together with the princes, the metalworkers, the nobles and the common people. (Baruch 1, 9)


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