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Trouvé 1094 Résultats pour: Entry Into Promised Land

  • tore away its crown of leaves and carried it off to Merchant-land,✻ set it down in Traffic City. (Ezekiel 17, 4)

  • of women make widows, of cities a desert; dispeopled a whole land with his roaring. (Ezekiel 19, 7)

  • This shall be thy message to them from the Lord God: Long ago I made choice of Israel, plighted to Jacob my troth, when I made myself known to them in the land of Egypt. I swore to be their own God, (Ezekiel 20, 5)

  • swore that I would take them away to the home I had destined for them, a land all milk and honey, the best of lands. (Ezekiel 20, 6)

  • But I swore, out in the desert, that the promised land, all milk and honey, best of lands, should never be theirs. (Ezekiel 20, 15)

  • Scarce had I brought them into the promised land, when the sight of high mountain here, thick forest there, set them offering victims in honour of my rivals, burning incense, pouring libations! (Ezekiel 20, 28)

  • The rebels I will set apart, and though I summon them away from their banishment, they shall never return to the land of Israel; then you will know what manner of God you serve. (Ezekiel 20, 38)

  • On that holy mountain of mine, the Lord God says, that high mountain that looks down over Israel, all the race of Israel shall be my worshippers, favoured suitors in a favoured land; first-fruit and tithe, all your hallowings shall be awaited there. (Ezekiel 20, 40)

  • and you yourselves shall recognize my power, restored to the land of Israel, the land I promised to your fathers. (Ezekiel 20, 42)

  • Why then, son of man, towards Jerusalem turn thee, pour out thy complaint sanctuarywards, and let the land of Israel hear thee prophesy. (Ezekiel 21, 2)

  • And this be thy message to the land of Israel: Have at thee! the Lord God says; here is my sword unsheathed to make an end of thy inhabitants, innocent souls and guilty. (Ezekiel 21, 3)

  • Back to thy sheath with thee, back to thy native soil; there, in the land where thou wast fashioned, I will call thee to account. (Ezekiel 21, 30)


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