Fondare 174 Risultati per: Downcast Soul
The dirge goes up from Hesebon and Eleale, so loud that Jasa hears it; well may the warriors of Moab cry out; the very soul of Moab utters a cry. (Isaiah 15, 4)
All through the night my soul has yearned for thee, to thee my heart aspires, watching for the dawn; soon thou wilt execute thy decrees on earth, and the whole world shall know how just thou art. (Isaiah 26, 9)
Dust and ashes are his portion; the fool goes on worshipping, cannot free his own soul from bondage, nor ask if he shelters himself under a lie.✻ (Isaiah 44, 20)
A message from the high God, the great God, whose habitation is eternity, whose name is hallowed! He, dwelling in that high and holy place, dwells also among chastened and humbled souls, bidding the humble spirit, the chastened soul, rise and live! (Isaiah 57, 15)
I will not be always claiming my due, I will not cherish my anger eternally; what soul but takes its origin from me? Am I not the maker of all that breathes?✻ (Isaiah 57, 16)
the Lord will give thee rest✻ continually, fill thy soul with comfort, thy body with ease.✻ Not more secure the well-watered garden, the spring whose waters never fail. (Isaiah 58, 11)
These, at my command, shall march on this city again, lay siege to it, and capture it, and burn it to the ground; and I will make the townships of Juda into a desert, never a soul to dwell there. (Jeremiah 34, 22)
Babylon shall remain a heap of ruins, a lair for serpents, a thing of wonder and derision, and never a soul to dwell in it. (Jeremiah 51, 37)
Quite forspent, eye and soul, with grief Jerusalem’s daughters bear.✻ (Lamentations 3, 51)
but let a man be downcast over his great misfortune, so that he goes bowed and tottering, dim eyes and hungry belly, there, Lord, thou shalt have the honour that is thy due. (Baruch 2, 18)
Alas, alas, Lord God, said I, here is a soul that never knew defilement; from childhood’s days, beast I never ate that died by chance or lay mangled, nor ever did food unclean cross my lips. (Ezekiel 4, 14)
See where men go clad in sackcloth, trembling in every limb, with downcast faces, and their heads shorn! (Ezekiel 7, 18)
