(0.19) | Deu 22:13 | Suppose a man marries a woman, has sexual relations with her, 1 and then rejects 2 her, |
(0.19) | Job 10:8 | “Your hands have shaped 1 me and made me, but 2 now you destroy me completely. 3 |
(0.19) | Job 11:10 | If he comes by 1 and confines 2 you 3 and convenes a court, 4 then who can prevent 5 him? |
(0.19) | Job 20:14 | his food is turned sour 1 in his stomach; 2 it becomes the venom of serpents 3 within him. |
(0.19) | Job 24:2 | Men 1 move boundary stones; they seize the flock and pasture them. 2 |
(0.19) | Job 29:20 | My glory 1 will always be fresh 2 in me, and my bow ever new in my hand.’ |
(0.19) | Job 30:18 | With great power God 1 grasps my clothing; 2 he binds me like the collar 3 of my tunic. |
(0.19) | Job 33:17 | to turn a person from his sin, 1 and to cover a person’s pride. 2 |
(0.19) | Psa 41:3 | The Lord supports 1 him on his sickbed; you completely heal him from his illness. 2 |
(0.19) | Psa 89:28 | I will always extend my loyal love to him, and my covenant with him is secure. 1 |
(0.19) | Psa 89:34 | I will not break 1 my covenant or go back on what I promised. 2 |
(0.19) | Psa 90:5 | You bring their lives to an end and they “fall asleep.” 1 In the morning they are like the grass that sprouts up; |
(0.19) | Psa 93:5 | The rules you set down 1 are completely reliable. 2 Holiness 3 aptly adorns your house, O Lord, forever. 4 |
(0.19) | Psa 119:152 | I learned long ago that you ordained your rules to last. 1 |
(0.19) | Psa 126:1 | A song of ascents. 2 When the Lord restored the well-being of Zion, 3 we thought we were dreaming. 4 |
(0.19) | Psa 135:14 | For the Lord vindicates 1 his people, and has compassion on his servants. 2 |
(0.19) | Isa 33:4 | Your plunder 1 disappears as if locusts were eating it; 2 they swarm over it like locusts! 3 |
(0.19) | Jer 33:7 | I will restore Judah and Israel 1 and will rebuild them as they were in days of old. 2 |
(0.19) | Jer 49:39 | “Yet in days to come I will reverse Elam’s ill fortune.” 1 says the Lord. 2 |
(0.19) | Lam 5:15 | Our hearts no longer have any joy; 1 our dancing is turned to mourning. |