Discovery Box| (0.31) | Psa 139:17 |
| How difficult it is for me to fathom your thoughts about me, O God! 1 How vast is their sum total! 2 |
| (0.31) | Pro 3:11 |
| My child, do not despise discipline from the Lord, 1 and do not loathe 2 his rebuke. |
| (0.31) | Pro 3:12 |
| For the Lord disciplines 1 those he loves, just as a father 2 disciplines 3 the son in whom he delights. |
| (0.31) | Pro 4:10 |
| Listen, my child, 1 and accept my words, so that 2 the years of your life will be many. 3 |
| (0.31) | Pro 6:1 |
| My child, 2 if you have made a pledge 3 for your neighbor, and 4 have become a guarantor 5 for a stranger, 6 |
| (0.31) | Pro 7:1 |
| My child, 2 keep my words and treasure up my commands in your own keeping. 3 |
| (0.31) | Pro 9:8 |
| Do not reprove 1 a mocker or 2 he will hate you; reprove a wise person and he will love you. |
| (0.31) | Pro 15:9 |
| The Lord abhors 1 the way of the wicked, but he loves those 2 who pursue 3 righteousness. |
| (0.31) | Pro 18:21 |
| Death and life are in the power 1 of the tongue, 2 and those who love its use 3 will eat its fruit. |
| (0.31) | Pro 22:11 |
| The one who loves a pure heart 1 and whose speech is gracious 2 – the king will be his friend. 3 |
| (0.31) | Pro 24:13 |
| Eat honey, 1 my child, for it is good, and honey from the honeycomb is sweet to your taste. |
| (0.31) | Pro 24:21 |
| Fear the Lord, my child, 1 as well as the king, and do not associate 2 with rebels, 3 |
| (0.31) | Pro 27:11 |
| Be wise, my son, 1 and make my heart glad, so that I may answer 2 anyone who taunts me. 3 |
| (0.31) | Sos 1:15 |
| The Lover to His Beloved: Oh, 1 how beautiful you are, my beloved! 2 Oh, how beautiful you are! Your eyes 3 are like doves! 4 |
| (0.31) | Sos 1:16 |
| The Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how handsome you are, my lover! 1 Oh, 2 how delightful 3 you are! The lush foliage 4 is our canopied bed; 5 |
| (0.31) | Sos 2:10 |
| The Lover to His Beloved: My lover spoke to me, saying: “Arise, my darling; My beautiful one, come away with me! |
| (0.31) | Sos 4:12 |
| The Lover to His Beloved: You are a locked garden, 1 my sister, my bride; you are an enclosed spring, a sealed-up fountain. |
| (0.31) | Sos 7:11 |
| The Beloved to Her Lover: Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night in the villages. |
| (0.31) | Isa 43:22 |
| “But you did not call for me, O Jacob; you did not long 1 for me, O Israel. |
| (0.31) | Isa 49:3 |
| He said to me, “You are my servant, Israel, through whom I will reveal my splendor.” 1 |
