Библия › Симфония › NKJV › B › Bones

«Bones» / Симфония / NKJV

Слово: «Bones» встречается 88 раз в 75 стихах.
Все НЗ ВЗ

ПОДДЕРЖАТЬ ДЕНЬГАМИ

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W Y Z
Стихи 1–50 из 75
And Adam said: “This is now bone of my bones And flesh of my flesh; She shall be called Woman, Because she was taken out of Man.”
Then Joseph took an oath from the children of Israel, saying, “God will surely visit you, and you shall carry up my bones from here.”
In one house it shall be eaten; you shall not carry any of the flesh outside the house, nor shall you break one of its bones.
And Moses took the bones of Joseph with him, for he had placed the children of Israel under solemn oath, saying, “God will surely visit you, and you shall carry up my bones from here with you.”
They shall leave none of it until morning, nor break one of its bones. According to all the ordinances of the Passover they shall keep it.
“God brings him out of Egypt; He has strength like a wild ox; He shall consume the nations, his enemies; He shall break their bones And pierce them with his arrows.
The bones of Joseph, which the children of Israel had brought up out of Egypt, they buried at Shechem, in the plot of ground which Jacob had bought from the sons of Hamor the father of Shechem for one hundred pieces of silver, and which had become an inheritance of the children of Joseph.
Then they took their bones and buried them under the tamarisk tree at Jabesh, and fasted seven days.
Then David went and took the bones of Saul, and the bones of Jonathan his son, from the men of Jabesh Gilead who had stolen them from the street of Beth Shan, where the Philistines had hung them up, after the Philistines had struck down Saul in Gilboa.
So he brought up the bones of Saul and the bones of Jonathan his son from there; and they gathered the bones of those who had been hanged.
They buried the bones of Saul and Jonathan his son in the country of Benjamin in Zelah, in the tomb of Kish his father. So they performed all that the king commanded. And after that God heeded the prayer for the land.
Then he cried out against the altar by the word of the Lord, and said, “O altar, altar! Thus says the Lord: ‘Behold, a child, Josiah by name, shall be born to the house of David; and on you he shall sacrifice the priests of the high places who burn incense on you, and men’s bones shall be burned on you.’ ”
So it was, after he had buried him, that he spoke to his sons, saying, “When I am dead, then bury me in the tomb where the man of God is buried; lay my bones beside his bones.
So it was, as they were burying a man, that suddenly they spied a band of raiders; and they put the man in the tomb of Elisha; and when the man was let down and touched the bones of Elisha, he revived and stood on his feet.
And he broke in pieces the sacred pillars and cut down the wooden images, and filled their places with the bones of men.
As Josiah turned, he saw the tombs that were there on the mountain. And he sent and took the bones out of the tombs and burned them on the altar, and defiled it according to the word of the Lord which the man of God proclaimed, who proclaimed these words.
And he said, “Let him alone; let no one move his bones.” So they let his bones alone, with the bones of the prophet who came from Samaria.
He executed all the priests of the high places who were there, on the altars, and burned men’s bones on them; and he returned to Jerusalem.
all the valiant men arose and took the body of Saul and the bodies of his sons; and they brought them to Jabesh, and buried their bones under the tamarisk tree at Jabesh, and fasted seven days.
He also burned the bones of the priests on their altars, and cleansed Judah and Jerusalem.
Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones shake.
Clothe me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews?
His bones are full of his youthful vigor, But it will lie down with him in the dust.
His pails are full of milk, And the marrow of his bones is moist.
My bones are pierced in me at night, And my gnawing pains take no rest.
My skin grows black and falls from me; My bones burn with fever.
“Man is also chastened with pain on his bed, And with strong pain in many of his bones,
His flesh wastes away from sight, And his bones stick out which once were not seen.
His bones are like beams of bronze, His ribs like bars of iron.
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak; O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled.
I am poured out like water, And all My bones are out of joint; My heart is like wax; It has melted within Me.
I can count all My bones. They look and stare at Me.
For my life is spent with grief, And my years with sighing; My strength fails because of my iniquity, And my bones waste away.
When I kept silent, my bones grew old Through my groaning all the day long.
He guards all his bones; Not one of them is broken.
All my bones shall say, “Lord, who is like You, Delivering the poor from him who is too strong for him, Yes, the poor and the needy from him who plunders him?”
There is no soundness in my flesh Because of Your anger, Nor any health in my bones Because of my sin.
As with a breaking of my bones, My enemies reproach me, While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Make me hear joy and gladness, That the bones You have broken may rejoice.
There they are in great fear Where no fear was, For God has scattered the bones of him who encamps against you; You have put them to shame, Because God has despised them.
For my days are consumed like smoke, And my bones are burned like a hearth.
Because of the sound of my groaning My bones cling to my skin.
As he clothed himself with cursing as with his garment, So let it enter his body like water, And like oil into his bones.
Our bones are scattered at the mouth of the grave, As when one plows and breaks up the earth.
It will be health to your flesh, And strength to your bones.
An excellent wife is the crown of her husband, But she who causes shame is like rottenness in his bones.
A sound heart is life to the body, But envy is rottenness to the bones.
The light of the eyes rejoices the heart, And a good report makes the bones healthy.
Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, Sweetness to the soul and health to the bones.
A merry heart does good, like medicine, But a broken spirit dries the bones.
Стихи 1–50 из 75
Предыдущее:
Bone
Следующее:
Book

Симфония: New King James Version

Нашли в тексте ошибку? Выделите её и нажмите: Ctrl + Enter


2007–2026. Сделано с любовью для любящих и ищущих Бога. Если у вас есть вопросы или пожелания, то пишите нам bible-man@mail.ru.