Talált 982 Eredmények: Time Di Fine
But Nebuzaradan commander of the guard left some of the poor people behind in the country of Judah, those who had nothing, at the same time giving them vineyards and fields. (Jeremiah 39, 10)
The mercenaries she had with her, these too were like fattened calves: but they too have taken to their heels, have all run away, not held their ground, for their day of disaster has overtaken them, their time for being punished. (Jeremiah 46, 21)
Away! Take to your heels! Go into hiding, inhabitants of Dedan, for I shall bring ruin on Esau when the time comes for me to punish him. (Jeremiah 49, 8)
In those days and at that time the people of Israel will return (they and the people of Judah); they will come weeping in search of Yahweh their God. (Jeremiah 50, 4)
In those days and at that time, Yahweh declares, you may look for Israel's guilt, it will not be there, for Judah's sins, you will not find them, for I shall pardon the remnant that I leave. (Jeremiah 50, 20)
Slaughter all her bulls, down to the slaughterhouse with them! Disaster on them, their day has come, their time for being punished. (Jeremiah 50, 27)
My quarrel is with you, 'Arrogance!' Lord Yahweh Sabaoth declares, your day has come, the time for me to punish you. (Jeremiah 50, 31)
Escape from Babylon (save your lives, each one of you); do not perish for her guilt, for now is the time for Yahweh's vengeance: he will pay her her reward! (Jeremiah 51, 6)
They are futile, a laughable production, when the time comes for them to be punished, they will vanish. (Jeremiah 51, 18)
For Yahweh Sabaoth, the God of Israel, says this: the daughter of Babylon is like a threshing-floor when it is being trodden: a little while, and then the time for harvesting her will come. (Jeremiah 51, 33)
Up, cry out in the night-time as each watch begins! Pour your heart out like water in Yahweh's presence! Raise your hands to him for the lives of your children (who faint with hunger at the end of every street)! (Lamentations 2, 19)
How the gold has tarnished, how the fine gold has changed! The sacred stones lie scattered at the corner of every street. (Lamentations 4, 1)
