Talált 4310 Eredmények: Men
They come from far away, from the most distant region under heaven; the Lord is angry, and these are the instruments of his vengeance, to lay a whole world waste. (Isaiah 13, 5)
tortures and pangs will seize them, throes as of a woman in travail; each man looks at his neighbour in bewilderment, their faces ashy pale.✻ (Isaiah 13, 8)
Men will take to flight as deer or sheep would, with none to marshal them, each turning towards his own home, seeking refuge in his own country. (Isaiah 13, 14)
the owls will hoot to one another in its palaces, birds of ill omen in its temples of delight.✻ (Isaiah 13, 22)
thee the grave itself rejects, like a withered root, like a thing unclean. Rots thy corpse unrecognized, beneath yonder coverlet of men slain, that went down to the deep pit together; (Isaiah 14, 19)
All thy gates, now, must echo with lament, all thy cities ring with cries; all Philistia swoons away. From the north a smoke comes ever nearer, signal of an army none may escape. (Isaiah 14, 31)
What burden for Moab? Ar Moab has fallen in a night, and all is still; Moab’s battlements have fallen in a night, and all is still! (Isaiah 15, 1)
Prince✻ and people of Dibon have gone up to the hill-shrines to lament; on Nabo and on Medaba, Moab cries aloud, every head cropped, every beard shaved in mourning. (Isaiah 15, 2)
In the streets, men walk girded with sackcloth; house-top and square echo with loud crying, that breaks into tears. (Isaiah 15, 3)
My heart laments for Moab, once ringed with walled cities as far as Segor; Segor that now moans like a full-grown heifer.✻ There is weeping on the slopes of Luith; along the Oronaim road they wail aloud for misery. (Isaiah 15, 5)
A cry goes up all about the frontiers of Moab; Gallim echoes the lament, and the well of Elim hears the sound of it. (Isaiah 15, 8)
There they will be, the women-folk of Moab, waiting at the ford of Arnon, like fluttered birds, fledgelings that have taken wing from the nest; (Isaiah 16, 2)
