Znaleziono 910 Wyniki dla: Council Of Jerusalem
Flee away, wander far away, men of Asor; deep, says the Lord, be your hiding-places! Here is Nabuchodonosor king of Babylon holding a council of war, devising plans against you. (Jeremiah 49, 30)
Thus Sion, for her torn flesh, thus Jerusalem, for her blood spilt, arraigns Babylon and all yonder Chaldaean folk; (Jeremiah 51, 35)
Come, linger not, you that have escaped the sword; exiled far away, bethink you still of the Lord, still let the thought of Jerusalem return to your hearts. (Jeremiah 51, 50)
Sedecias was twenty-one years old when he came to the throne,✻ and his reign at Jerusalem lasted eleven years; his mother’s name was Amital, daughter of Jeremias of Lobna. (Jeremiah 52, 1)
for now the Lord’s anger hung over Juda and Jerusalem, ready to banish them from his presence. And Sedecias in his turn revolted from the king of Babylon. (Jeremiah 52, 3)
And now, in the ninth year of Sedecias’ reign, on the tenth day of the tenth month, Nabuchodonosor reached Jerusalem at the head of his army. They surrounded it and threw up siege works about it, (Jeremiah 52, 4)
On the tenth day of the fifth month in the nineteenth year of Nabuchodonosor’s reign, the commander of his bodyguard, Nabuzardan, came on his master’s errand to Jerusalem, (Jeremiah 52, 12)
and another eight hundred and thirty-two, from Jerusalem, in the eighteenth year of it; (Jeremiah 52, 29)
When Israel was brought into captivity, and Jerusalem left deserted, the prophet Jeremias sat down there and wept, with this mournful lamentation following. And as he spoke, ever he sighed and moaned in the bitterness of his heart. (Lamentations 1, 0)
Heinously Jerusalem sinned; what wonder if she became an outlaw?✻ How they fell to despising her when they saw her shame, that once flattered her! Deeply she sighed, and turned away her head. (Lamentations 1, 8)
Jerusalem’s aged folk sit there in the dust, dumb with sorrow; dust scattered over their heads, and sackcloth their garb; never a maid shall you see but has her head bowed down to earth. (Lamentations 2, 10)
Might I but confront thee with such another as thyself! What queen so unhappy as Jerusalem, what maid as Sion desolate? How shall I comfort thee? Sea-deep is thy ruin, and past all cure. (Lamentations 2, 13)
