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Znaleziono 540 Wyniki dla: Food To Soul

  • [There is] nothing better for a man, [than] that he should eat and drink, and [that] he should make his soul enjoy good in his labour. This also I saw, that it [was] from the hand of God. (Ecclesiastes 2, 24)

  • There is one [alone], and [there is] not a second; yea, he hath neither child nor brother: yet [is there] no end of all his labour; neither is his eye satisfied with riches; neither [saith he], For whom do I labour, and bereave my soul of good? This [is] also vanity, yea, it [is] a sore travail. (Ecclesiastes 4, 8)

  • A man to whom God hath given riches, wealth, and honour, so that he wanteth nothing for his soul of all that he desireth, yet God giveth him not power to eat thereof, but a stranger eateth it: this [is] vanity, and it [is] an evil disease. (Ecclesiastes 6, 2)

  • If a man beget an hundred [children], and live many years, so that the days of his years be many, and his soul be not filled with good, and also [that] he have no burial; I say, [that] an untimely birth [is] better than he. (Ecclesiastes 6, 3)

  • Which yet my soul seeketh, but I find not: one man among a thousand have I found; but a woman among all those have I not found. (Ecclesiastes 7, 28)

  • Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest [thy flock] to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions? (Song of Solomon 1, 7)

  • By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not. (Song of Solomon 3, 1)

  • I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not. (Song of Solomon 3, 2)

  • The watchmen that go about the city found me: [to whom I said], Saw ye him whom my soul loveth? (Song of Solomon 3, 3)

  • [It was] but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me. (Song of Solomon 3, 4)

  • I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. (Song of Solomon 5, 6)

  • Or ever I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of Amminadib. (Song of Solomon 6, 12)


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