Trouvé 848 Résultats pour: Hardened Heart
Woe is thee, heavy is thy heart; sorrow upon sorrow the Lord gives thee, and respite thou canst find none. (Jeremiah 45, 3)
So, from one end of Moab to the other, there is dole and dirge, mournful hearing for the men behind those walls of hardened brick. (Jeremiah 48, 31)
For Moab my heart wails like the wailing of flutes, wailing of flutes for those brick-walled cities of hers; too high she aimed, and see, they lie in ruins. (Jeremiah 48, 36)
Now Carioth✻ is lost, and all the strongholds taken; cowed as woman’s heart in child-bearing are those warrior hearts; (Jeremiah 48, 41)
till now, pride and the insolence of thy heart deluded thee, so safe thy nest among the rock-crevices, so close thou didst cling to the mountain summits; but now, be thy eyrie high as the eagle’s, I will yet drag thee down, the Lord says.✻ (Jeremiah 49, 16)
An eagle’s flight yonder conqueror has, to soar high and sweep down on Bosra; cowed as woman’s heart in child-bearing are the warrior hearts of Edom. (Jeremiah 49, 22)
Whet arrow, and fill quiver; the Lord has put a resolve into the heart of the Median king; he will have Babylon overthrown. The Lord shall be avenged, his temple shall be avenged! (Jeremiah 51, 11)
A time is coming when I mean to have a reckoning with the idols of Babylon; the land will learn that they have played it false, when corpses lie thick in the heart of it. (Jeremiah 51, 47)
When Israel was brought into captivity, and Jerusalem left deserted, the prophet Jeremias sat down there and wept, with this mournful lamentation following. And as he spoke, ever he sighed and moaned in the bitterness of his heart. (Lamentations 1, 0)
So false the friends that were once my suitors! And now the city lacks priests and elders both, that went begging their bread, to revive the heart in them. (Lamentations 1, 19)
Take note, Lord, of my anguish, how my bosom burns, and my heart melts within me, in bitter ruth.✻ And all the while, sword threatens without, and death not less cruel within. (Lamentations 1, 20)
Vintager who didst leave my boughs so bare, for my much offending, mark well their cruelty, and strip these too in their turn; here be sighs a many, and a sad heart to claim it. (Lamentations 1, 22)
