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Now the Lord prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonas: and Jonas was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights. (Jonah 2, 1)
Arise, and go to Ninive the great city: and preach in it the preaching that I bid thee. (Jonah 3, 2)
And Jonas arose, and went to Ninive, according to the word of the Lord: now Ninive was a great city of three days' journey. (Jonah 3, 3)
And the men of Ninive believed in God: and they proclaimed a fast, and put on sackcloth from the greatest to the least. (Jonah 3, 5)
And when the sun was risen, the Lord commanded a hot and burning wind: and the sun beat upon the head of Jonas, and he broiled with the heat: and he desired for his soul that he might die, and said: It is better for me to die than to live. (Jonah 4, 8)
And the Lord said to Jonas: Dost thou think thou hast reason to be angry, for the ivy? And he said: I am angry with reason even unto death. (Jonah 4, 9)
And shall not I spare Ninive, that great city, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand persons that know not how to distinguish between their right hand and their left, and many beasts? (Jonah 4, 11)
Who have eaten the flesh of my people, and have flayed their skin from off them: and have broken, and chopped their bones as for the kettle, and as flesh in the midst of the pot. (Micah 3, 3)
And he shall judge among many people, and rebuke strong nations afar off: and they shall beat their swords into ploughshares, and their spears into spades: nation shall not take sword against nation: neither shall they learn war any more. (Micah 4, 3)
Arise, and tread, O daughter of Sion: for I will make thy horn iron, and thy hoofs I will make brass: and thou shalt beat in pieces many peoples, and shalt immolate the spoils of them to the Lord, and their strength to the Lord of the whole earth. (Micah 4, 13)
Thou shalt eat, but shalt not be filled: and thy humiliation shall be in the midst of thee: and thou shalt take hold, but shalt not save: and those whom thou shalt save, I will give up to the sword. (Micah 6, 14)
Woe is me, for I am become as one that gleaneth in autumn the grapes of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat, my soul desired the firstripe figs. (Micah 7, 1)
