Löydetty 645 Tulokset: ram

  • I trampled down the peoples in my anger, I crushed them in my wrath, and I let their blood run out upon the ground." (Isaiah 63, 6)

  • Why have the wicked invaded your holy place, why have our enemies trampled your sanctuary? (Isaiah 63, 18)

  • Howl, you shepherds, and wail! roll in the dust, leaders of the flock! The time for your slaughter has come; like choice rams you shall fall. (Jeremiah 25, 34)

  • Thus says the LORD: In Ramah is heard the sound of moaning, of bitter weeping! Rachel mourns her children, she refuses to be consoled because her children are no more. (Jeremiah 31, 15)

  • But when Nebuchadnezzar, king of Babylon, invaded this land, we decided to come into Jerusalem to escape the army of the Chaldeans and the army of Aram; that is why we are now living in Jerusalem." (Jeremiah 35, 11)

  • This word came to Jeremiah from the LORD, after Nebuzaradan, captain of the bodyguard, had released him in Ramah, where he had found him a prisoner in chains, among the captives of Jerusalem and Judah who were being exiled to Babylon. (Jeremiah 40, 1)

  • Flee from Babylon, leave the land of the Chaldeans, be like the rams at the head of the flock. (Jeremiah 50, 8)

  • I will bring them down like lambs to the slaughter, like rams and goats. (Jeremiah 51, 40)

  • Gone from daughter Zion is all her glory: Her princes, like rams that find no pasture, Have gone off without strength before their captors. (Lamentations 1, 6)

  • "From on high he sent fire down into my very frame; He spread a net for my feet, and overthrew me. He left me desolate, in pain all the day. (Lamentations 1, 13)

  • The LORD marked for destruction the wall of daughter Zion: He stretched out the measuring line; his hand brought ruin, yet he did not relent-- He brought grief on wall and rampart till both succumbed. (Lamentations 2, 8)

  • When anyone tramples underfoot all the prisoners in the land, (Lamentations 3, 34)


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