Trouvé 19150 Résultats pour: Or

• 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)

• Perish the day on which I was born and the night that told of a boy conceived. (Job 3, 3)

• May that day be darkness, may God on high have no thought for it, may no light shine on it. (Job 3, 4)

• May murk and shadow dark as death claim it for their own, clouds hang over it, eclipse swoop down on it. (Job 3, 5)

• Dark be the stars of its morning, let it wait in vain for light and never see the opening eyes of dawn. (Job 3, 9)

• Since it would not shut the doors of the womb on me to hide sorrow from my eyes. (Job 3, 10)

• Why was I not still-born, or why did I not perish as I left the womb? (Job 3, 11)

• Why were there knees to receive me, breasts for me to suck? (Job 3, 12)

• or with princes who have quantities of gold and silver cramming their tombs; (Job 3, 15)

• or, put away like an abortive child, I should not have existed, like little ones that never see the light. (Job 3, 16)

• Down there, the wicked bustle no more, there the weary rest. (Job 3, 17)

• Prisoners, all left in peace, hear no more the shouts of the oppressor. (Job 3, 18)