(0.30) | 1Sa 24:1 | (24:2) When Saul returned from pursuing the Philistines, they told him, “Look, David is in the desert of En Gedi.” |
(0.30) | 2Sa 1:25 | How the warriors have fallen in the midst of battle! Jonathan lies slain on your high places! |
(0.30) | 2Sa 13:39 | The king longed 1 to go to Absalom, for he had since been consoled over the death of Amnon. 2 |
(0.30) | 2Sa 15:28 | Look, I will be waiting at the fords of the desert until word from you 1 reaches me.” |
(0.30) | 2Sa 22:43 | I grind them as fine as the dust of the ground; I crush them and stomp on them like clay 1 in the streets. |
(0.30) | 2Ki 3:8 | He then asked, “Which invasion route are we going to take?” 1 Jehoram 2 answered, “By the road through the Desert of Edom.” |
(0.30) | 2Ch 8:4 | He built up Tadmor in the wilderness and all the storage cities he had built in Hamath. |
(0.30) | 2Ch 34:6 | In the cities of Manasseh, Ephraim, and Simeon, as far as Naphtali, and in the ruins 1 around them, |
(0.30) | Job 5:21 | You will be protected 1 from malicious gossip, 2 and will not be afraid of the destruction 3 when it comes. |
(0.30) | Job 11:20 | But the eyes of the wicked fail, 1 and escape 2 eludes them; their one hope 3 is to breathe their last.” 4 |
(0.30) | Job 15:7 | “Were you the first man ever born? Were you brought forth before the hills? |
(0.30) | Job 18:13 | It eats away parts of his skin; 1 the most terrible death 2 devours his limbs. |
(0.30) | Job 30:13 | They destroy 1 my path; they succeed in destroying me 2 without anyone assisting 3 them. |
(0.30) | Job 32:22 | for I do not know how to give honorary titles, 1 if I did, 2 my Creator would quickly do away with me. 3 |
(0.30) | Job 34:9 | For he says, ‘It does not profit a man when he makes his delight with God.’ 1 |
(0.30) | Job 38:4 | “Where were you when I laid the foundation 1 of the earth? Tell me, 2 if you possess understanding! |
(0.30) | Job 38:26 | to cause it to rain on an uninhabited land, 1 a desert where there are no human beings, 2 |
(0.30) | Psa 17:9 | Protect me from 1 the wicked men who attack 2 me, my enemies who crowd around me for the kill. 3 |
(0.30) | Psa 18:42 | I grind them as fine windblown dust; 1 I beat them underfoot 2 like clay 3 in the streets. |
(0.30) | Psa 38:10 | My heart beats quickly; my strength leaves me; I can hardly see. 1 |