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Слово: «Parched» встречается 16 раз в 16 стихах.
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Who sends rain to satisfy the parched ground and make the tender grass spring up?
when the parched ground is dry and the soil has hardened into clods?
1 O God, you are my God; I earnestly search for you. My soul thirsts for you; my whole body longs for you in this parched and weary land where there is no water.
I am exhausted from crying for help; my throat is parched. My eyes are swollen with weeping, waiting for my God to help me.
I lift my hands to you in prayer. I thirst for you as parched land thirsts for rain. Interlude
The waters of the Nile will fail to rise and flood the fields. The riverbed will be parched and dry.
Each one will be like a shelter from the wind and a refuge from the storm, like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock in a parched land.
The parched ground will become a pool, and springs of water will satisfy the thirsty land. Marsh grass and reeds and rushes will flourish where desert jackals once lived.
“When the poor and needy search for water and there is none, and their tongues are parched from thirst, then I, the LORD, will answer them. I, the God of Israel, will never abandon them.
I will open up rivers for them on the high plateaus. I will give them fountains of water in the valleys. I will fill the desert with pools of water. Rivers fed by springs will flow across the parched ground.
For I will pour out water to quench your thirst and to irrigate your parched fields. And I will pour out my Spirit on your descendants, and my blessing on your children.
The ground is parched and cracked for lack of rain. The farmers are deeply troubled; they, too, cover their heads.
The parched tongues of their little ones stick to the roofs of their mouths in thirst. The children cry for bread, but no one has any to give them.
The seeds die in the parched ground, and the grain crops fail. The barns stand empty, and granaries are abandoned.
I will drive away these armies from the north. I will send them into the parched wastelands. Those in the front will be driven into the Dead Sea, and those at the rear into the Mediterranean. The stench of their rotting bodies will rise over the land.” Surely the LORD has done great things!
And the LORD will strike the lands of the north with his fist, destroying the land of Assyria. He will make its great capital, Nineveh, a desolate wasteland, parched like a desert.
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