Trouvé 1707 Résultats pour: Vin
but now I have told it you, and where is your obedience to that divine will, to the message he bade me deliver to you? (Jeremiah 42, 21)
Here is a message that was sent through Jeremias to all the Jews living in Egypt, whether in Magdalus or Taphnis or Memphis or the Phatures country: (Jeremiah 44, 1)
Alas, to this day there is no amending; no dread of me, no living by the divine law, by the rule I held up for a pattern to you and to your fathers! (Jeremiah 44, 10)
Then listen, Jews of Egypt, to the doom which the Lord pronounces: By the honour of my own name I have sworn it, the Lord says, never Jew shall be heard more taking his oath by the living God, in all this land of Egypt! (Jeremiah 44, 26)
Senseless let him fall, that once for the divine power vaunted himself a match; a laughing-stock let him be, that once, vomiting over his wine, clapped hands (Jeremiah 48, 26)
Jazer laments for thee, vineyard of Sabama, and with Jazer I too will mourn; thy shoots reached from Jazer itself to the Dead Sea and beyond; now, harvest of thine and vintage of thine the spoiler has overrun. (Jeremiah 48, 32)
From the garden-lands of Moab joy and triumph have died away; all the presses I have emptied of their wine, no vintage-song, no treading the grapes as of old. (Jeremiah 48, 33)
A time is coming, the Lord says, when Rabbath Ammon shall hear the din of fighting, and shall be thrown down in ruins; when her daughter cities shall be burnt to the ground, and Israel, so runs the divine promise, shall drive out the intruder. (Jeremiah 49, 2)
Here are such vintagers as will leave thee never a cluster, such night-robbers as will have their fill; (Jeremiah 49, 9)
So many there are, the Lord says, that must drink the cup of vengeance all undeserving; and wouldst thou be spared, wouldst thou be acquitted? Acquittal for thee is none; thou shalt drain it to the dregs. (Jeremiah 49, 12)
Yet afterwards, so runs the divine promise, I will bring the exiled sons of Aelam back to their home. (Jeremiah 49, 39)
By his own honour the Lord of hosts has sworn it, thy enemies shall swarm about thee like locusts, raising their vintage-song. (Jeremiah 51, 14)
