Talált 159 Eredmények: Moab history
Moab's strength is broken, his might is shattered, says the LORD. (Jeremiah 48, 25)
Because he boasted against the LORD, make Moab drunk so that he retches and vomits, and he too becomes a laughingstock. (Jeremiah 48, 26)
Leave the cities, dwell in the crags, you that dwell in Moab. Be like a dove that nests out of reach on the edge of a chasm. (Jeremiah 48, 28)
We have heard of the pride of Moab, pride beyond bounds: His loftiness, his pride, his scorn, his insolence of heart. (Jeremiah 48, 29)
And so I wail over Moab, over all Moab I cry, over the men of Kir-heres I moan. (Jeremiah 48, 31)
Joy and jubilation are at an end in the fruit gardens of the land of Moab. I drain the wine from the wine vats, the treader treads no more, the vintage shout is stilled. (Jeremiah 48, 33)
I will leave no one in Moab, says the LORD, to offer a holocaust on the high place, or to burn incense to his gods. (Jeremiah 48, 35)
Hence the wail of flutes for Moab is in my heart; for the men of Kir-heres the wail of flutes is in my heart: the wealth they acquired has perished. (Jeremiah 48, 36)
On every roof of Moab and in all his squares there is mourning; I have shattered Moab like a pot that no one wants, says the LORD. (Jeremiah 48, 38)
How terror seizes Moab, and wailing! How he turns his back in shame! Moab has become a laughingstock and a horror to all his neighbors! (Jeremiah 48, 39)
For thus says the LORD: Behold, like an eagle he soars, spreads his wings over Moab. (Jeremiah 48, 40)
Cities are taken, strongholds seized: On that day the hearts of Moab's heroes are like the heart of a woman in travail. (Jeremiah 48, 41)