Fondare 49 Risultati per: anguish

  • First he degraded the land of Zebulun and the land of Naphtali; but in the end he has glorified the seaward road, the land West of the Jordan, the District of the Gentiles. Anguish has taken wing, dispelled is darkness; for there is no gloom where but now there was distress. (Isaiah 8, 23)

  • Therefore my loins are filled with anguish, pangs have seized me like those of a woman in labor; I am too bewildered to hear, too dismayed to look. (Isaiah 21, 3)

  • When it is heard in Egypt they shall be in anguish at the news of Tyre. (Isaiah 23, 5)

  • O LORD, oppressed by your punishment, we cried out in anguish under your chastising. (Isaiah 26, 16)

  • My servants shall shout for joy of heart, But you shall cry out for grief of heart and howl for anguish of spirit. (Isaiah 65, 14)

  • Yes, I hear the moaning, as of a woman in travail, like the anguish of a mother with her first child- The cry of daughter Zion gasping, as she stretches forth her hands: "Ah, woe is me! I sink exhausted before the slayers!" (Jeremiah 4, 31)

  • We hear the report of them; helpless fall our hands, Anguish takes hold of us, throes like a mother's in childbirth. (Jeremiah 6, 24)

  • Judah mourns, her gates are lifeless; Her people sink down in mourning: from Jerusalem ascends a cry of anguish. (Jeremiah 14, 2)

  • Their widows were more numerous before me than the sands of the sea. I brought against the mother of youths the spoiler at midday; Suddenly I struck her with anguish and terror. (Jeremiah 15, 8)

  • Tell me, LORD, have I not served you for their good? Have I not interceded with you in the time of misfortune and anguish? (Jeremiah 15, 11)

  • The king of Babylon hears news of them, and helpless fall his hands; Anguish seizes him, throes like a mother's in childbirth. (Jeremiah 50, 43)

  • And indeed, they lie exposed to the heat of day and the frost of night. They died in dire anguish, by hunger and the sword and plague. (Baruch 2, 25)


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