Talált 5292 Eredmények: Eve
Foreigners have eaten his strength away but he is unconscious of it; even his hair is turning grey but he is unconscious of it. (Hosea 7, 9)
Wherever they turn, I shall spread my net over them, I shall bring them down like the birds of the sky, I shall punish them for their perversity. (Hosea 7, 12)
Since they sow the wind, they will reap the whirlwind; stalk without ear, it will never yield flour- or if it does, foreigners will swallow it. (Hosea 8, 7)
However much of my Law I write for him, Ephraim regards it as alien to him. (Hosea 8, 12)
No merrymaking, Israel, for you, no rejoicing like other peoples, for you have deserted your God to play the whore, you have loved the fee of prostitution on every threshing-floor. (Hosea 9, 1)
No more will they pour libations of wine to Yahweh, and their sacrifices will not win his favour but will be like funeral fare for them: whoever eats them will be polluted; for their food will be for themselves alone, not being offered in Yahweh's home. (Hosea 9, 4)
Ephraim is blasted, their root has dried out, they will bear no more fruit. And even if they do bear children I shall slaughter the darlings of their womb. (Hosea 9, 16)
Ephraim, how could I part with you? Israel, how could I give you up? How could I make you like Admah or treat you like Zeboiim? My heart within me is overwhelmed, fever grips my inmost being. (Hosea 11, 8)
Though Ephraim bears more fruit than his brothers, the wind from the East will come, Yahweh's breath blowing up from the desert to dry his spring, to dry up his fountain, to strip his treasury of everything worth having. (Hosea 13, 15)
What has Ephraim to do with idols any more when I hear him and watch over him? I am like an evergreen cypress, you owe your fruitfulness to me. (Hosea 14, 9)
Listen to this, you elders; everybody in the country, attend! Has anything like this ever happened in your day, or in your ancestors' days? (Joel 1, 2)
The vine has withered, the fig tree wilts away; pomegranate, palm tree, apple tree, every tree in the countryside is dry, and for human beings joy has run dry too. (Joel 1, 12)
