Talált 722 Eredmények: tree of life

  • And he made in the oracle two cherubims of olive tree, of ten cubits in height. (1 Kings 6, 23)

  • And in the entrance of the oracle he made little doors of olive tree, and posts of five corners, (1 Kings 6, 31)

  • And two doors of olive tree: and he carved upon them figures of cherubims, and figures of palm trees, and carvings very much projecting: and he overlaid them with gold: and he covered both the cherubims and the palm trees, and the other things with gold. (1 Kings 6, 32)

  • And he made in the entrance of the temple posts of olive tree foursquare: (1 Kings 6, 33)

  • And two doors of fir tree, one of each side : and each door was double, and so opened with folding leaves. (1 Kings 6, 34)

  • Yet I will not take away all the kingdom out of his hand, but I will make him prince all the days of his life, for David my servant's sake, whom I chose, who kept my commandments and my precepts. (1 Kings 11, 34)

  • And went after the man of God, and found him sitting under a turpentine tree: and he said to him: Art thou the man of God that camest from Juda? He answered: I am. (1 Kings 13, 14)

  • For they also built them altars, and statues, and groves upon every high hill and under every green tree: (1 Kings 14, 23)

  • Because David had done that which was right in the eyes of the Lord, and had not turned aside from any thing that he commanded him, all the days of his life, except the matter of Urias the Hethite. (1 Kings 15, 5)

  • But there was war between Roboam and Jeroboam all the time of his life. (1 Kings 15, 6)

  • And Jezabel sent a messenger to Elias, saying: Such and such things may the gods do to me, and add still more, if by this hour to morrow I make not thy life as the life of one of them. (1 Kings 19, 2)

  • And he went forward, one day's journey into the desert. And when he was there, and sat under a juniper tree, he requested for his soul that he might die, and said: It is enough for me, Lord, take away my soul: for I am no better than my fathers. (1 Kings 19, 4)


O sábio elogia a mulher forte dizendo: os seu dedos manejaram o fuso. A roca é o alvo dos seus desejos. Fie, portanto, cada dia um pouco. Puxe fio a fio até a execução e, infalivelmente, você chegará ao fim. Mas não tenha pressa, pois senão você poderá misturar o fio com os nós e embaraçar tudo.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina