Löydetty 645 Tulokset: ram

  • Blow the horn in Gibeah, the trumpet in Ramah! Sound the alarm in Beth-aven: "Look behind you, O Benjamin!" (Hosea 5, 8)

  • When Jacob fled to the land of Aram, he served for a wife; for a wife Israel tended sheep. (Hosea 12, 13)

  • I will break the bar of Damascus; I will root out those who live in the Valley of Aven, And the sceptered ruler of Beth-eden; the people of Aram shall be exiled to Kir, says the LORD. (Amos 1, 5)

  • They trample the heads of the weak into the dust of the earth, and force the lowly out of the way. Son and father go to the same prostitute, profaning my holy name. (Amos 2, 7)

  • Therefore, because you have trampled upon the weak and exacted of them levies of grain, Though you have built houses of hewn stone, you shall not live in them! Though you have planted choice vineyards, you shall not drink their wine! (Amos 5, 11)

  • Hear this, you who trample upon the needy and destroy the poor of the land! (Amos 8, 4)

  • Are you not like the Ethiopians to me, O men of Israel, says the LORD? Did I not bring the Israelites from the land of Egypt As I brought the Philistines from Caphtor and the Arameans from Kir? (Amos 9, 7)

  • And the remnant of Jacob shall be among the nations, in the midst of many peoples, Like a lion among beasts of the forest, like a young lion among flocks of sheep; When it passes through, it tramples and tears, and there is none to deliver. (Micah 5, 7)

  • Will the LORD be pleased with thousands of rams, with myriad streams of oil? Shall I give my first-born for my crime, the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul? (Micah 6, 7)

  • When my enemy sees this, shame shall cover her: She who said to me, "Where is the LORD, thy God?" My eyes shall see her downfall; now shall she be trampled underfoot, like the mire in the streets. (Micah 7, 10)

  • The hammer comes up against you; guard the rampart, Keep watch on the road, gird your loins, marshall all your strength! (Nahum 2, 2)

  • Emptiness, desolation, waste; melting hearts and trembling knees, Writhing in every frame, every face blanched! (Nahum 2, 11)


“Não se desencoraje, pois, se na alma existe o contínuo esforço de melhorar, no final o Senhor a premia fazendo nela florir, de repente, todas as virtudes como num jardim florido.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina