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  • Was there ever such a God, so ready to forgive sins, to overlook faults, among the scattered remnant of his chosen race? He will exact vengeance no more; he loves to pardon. (Micah 7, 18)

  • Alas, when the blow of his resentment falls, who may confront that fierce anger unmoved? Here is vengeance poured out like fire, to melt the hard rock! (Nahum 1, 6)

  • flash like lightning sword and spear; what carnage! How cumbered the earth with slain! Dead bodies past counting; the living stumble over the dead. (Nahum 3, 3)

  • What marvel if the old teachings are torn up,✻ and redress is never to be found? Innocence by knavery circumvented still, and false award given! (Habakkuk 1, 4)

  • Have you no eyes for the world about you? Look upon it with wonder and awe; in your own days here be strange deeds a-doing, so strange, a man would scarce credit them if they were told in story.✻ (Habakkuk 1, 5)

  • Nay, seine must have its victims, incense be offered to drag; whom else thanks he for the rich fare on his plate, viands most dainty? (Habakkuk 1, 16)

  • So many lands thou hast plundered, plundered thyself shalt be; enough nations are left for that; for men’s blood shed, and for fields ravaged, plundered the city shall be, and all that dwell there.✻ (Habakkuk 2, 8)

  • What, has not the Lord of hosts uttered his doom, toil of nations shall feed the fire, and all their labour be spent for nothing? (Habakkuk 2, 13)

  • Such was the tale that set my whole frame trembling; at the rumour of it my lips quivered with fear; there was a faintness overcame my whole being, my steps faltered as I went. Now with tranquil heart let me await this day of doom; upon the enemies of our people it is destined to fall.✻ (Habakkuk 3, 16)

  • And what of Moab, what of Ammon? Doubt not I have heard the blasphemous taunts they uttered against my own people, as they encroached upon its borders. (Zephaniah 2, 8)

  • So much attempted, so little attained; store you brought into your houses withered at my breath; would you know the reason for it? says the Lord of hosts. Because to your own houses you run helter-skelter, and my temple in ruins! (Haggai 1, 9)

  • stirred all the nations shall be, hither shall come the prize the whole world treasures,✻ and I will fill this temple with the brightness of my presence, says the Lord of hosts. (Haggai 2, 8)


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