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  • on the one who excelled among his brothers. Yahweh will send the east wind from the desert to dry up his sources of water and parch his fountains, to strip him of all his treasures. (Hosea 13, 15)

  • On that day the mountains shall drip wine and the hills flow with milk; all the streams of Judah will run with water and a fountain will spring from the House of Yahweh, and water the valley of Shittim. (Joel 4, 18)

  • though people staggered from town to town, and found no water to quench their thirst, yet you never returned to me," says Yahweh. (Amos 4, 8)

  • But let justice run its course like water, and righteousness be like an ever-flowing river. (Amos 5, 24)

  • Yahweh says, "Days are coming when I will send famine upon the land, not hunger for bread or thirst for water, but for hearing the word of Yahweh. (Amos 8, 11)

  • Your arrogance has led you astray, you who live in the clefts of the rock, you who make the heights your home, you who say to yourself: Who can bring me down to the ground? (Obadiah 1, 3)

  • He rebukes the sea and dries it; he drains rivers of their water. Bashan and Carmel wither; the blossoms of Lebanon fade. (Nahum 1, 4)

  • Are you any better than Thebes by the Nile, surrounded by water, her rampart the river, and the water her wall? (Nahum 3, 8)

  • Brace yourselves for the siege: draw water, strengthen the bulwark, tread the clay and the mortar and repair the brickwork. (Nahum 3, 14)

  • But you, are you not Yahweh from past ages? You, my holy God, you cannot die. You have set this people to serve your justice and you have made them firm as a rock to fulfill your punishment. (Habakkuk 1, 12)

  • At your sight the mountains writhe. Torrents of water ragingly sweep by, the deep roaring, lifting its waves high. (Habakkuk 3, 10)

  • On that day I shall make Jerusalem an immovable rock for all the nations around her. All the nations will be united against her and all who try to lift the rock will be badly injured." (Zechariah 12, 3)


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