Fondare 131 Risultati per: Moab
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)
Dibon’s waters already swollen with blood; and still for Dibon I have perils in store, lions to meet the fugitives, the remnant that is left in the land of Moab.✻ (Isaiah 15, 9)
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)
let them dwell as exiles in your land; poor Moab,✻ give it sanctuary from threat of the invader! But see, the dust of armies has died down, the guilty wretch has met his end; vanished and gone, who trampled the world under foot! (Isaiah 16, 4)
The boasting of Moab has long been in our ears; who so boastful as he? Proud, scornful, and overbearing, with dreams that came to nothing. (Isaiah 16, 6)
So, from one end of Moab to the other, there is a dirge, everywhere a dirge; for yonder folk, that live content behind walls of hardened brick, tidings of ruin.✻ (Isaiah 16, 7)
For Moab, my inmost being thrills like a harp’s strings; my heart goes out to those brick-walled cities of hers. (Isaiah 16, 11)
Such was the word the Lord spoke to Moab, long since, (Isaiah 16, 13)
and now he declares his purpose: In three years, by the time a labourer’s contract is out, Moab, so populous now, shall be shorn of her glory; shall be left small and weak, a thriving nation no longer. (Isaiah 16, 14)
On yonder mountain the divine deliverance shall rest, and by his power Moab shall be crushed, like straw ground in the chaff-cutter;✻ (Isaiah 25, 10)
Moab shall stretch out his hands, like a man swimming, and low shall his pride fall when they crash down to earth!✻ (Isaiah 25, 11)
