Discovery Box| (0.43) | Psa 67:6 |
| The earth yields its crops. May God, our God, bless us! |
| (0.43) | Psa 74:6 |
| And now 1 they are tearing down 2 all its engravings 3 with axes 4 and crowbars. 5 |
| (0.43) | Psa 83:8 |
| Even Assyria has allied with them, lending its strength to the descendants of Lot. 1 (Selah) |
| (0.43) | Psa 85:12 |
| Yes, the Lord will bestow his good blessings, 1 and our land will yield 2 its crops. |
| (0.43) | Psa 89:9 |
| You rule over the proud sea. 1 When its waves surge, 2 you calm them. |
| (0.43) | Psa 104:5 |
| He established the earth on its foundations; it will never be upended. |
| (0.43) | Psa 107:34 |
| and a fruitful land into a barren place, 1 because of the sin of its inhabitants. |
| (0.43) | Psa 119:96 |
| I realize that everything has its limits, but your commands are beyond full comprehension. 1 |
| (0.43) | Psa 136:14 |
| and led Israel through its midst, for his loyal love endures, |
| (0.43) | Psa 147:15 |
| He 1 sends his command through the earth; 2 swiftly his order reaches its destination. 3 |
| (0.43) | Pro 6:6 |
| Go to the ant, you sluggard; 1 observe its ways and be wise! |
| (0.43) | Pro 8:31 |
| rejoicing in the habitable part of his earth, 1 and delighting 2 in its people. 3 |
| (0.43) | Pro 9:1 |
| Wisdom has built her house; she has carved out its seven pillars. 2 |
| (0.43) | Pro 16:4 |
| The Lord works 1 everything for its own ends 2 – even the wicked for the day of disaster. 3 |
| (0.43) | Pro 24:4 |
| by knowledge its rooms are filled with all kinds of precious and pleasing treasures. |
| (0.43) | Pro 26:11 |
| Like a dog that returns to its vomit, 1 so a fool repeats his folly. 2 |
| (0.43) | Pro 26:14 |
| Like 1 a door that turns on its hinges, 2 so a sluggard turns 3 on his bed. |
| (0.43) | Ecc 7:8 |
| The end of a matter 1 is better than its beginning; likewise, patience 2 is better than pride. 3 |
| (0.43) | Isa 13:7 |
| For this reason all hands hang limp, 1 every human heart loses its courage. 2 |
| (0.43) | Isa 37:24 |
| Through your messengers you taunted the sovereign master, 1 ‘With my many chariots I climbed up the high mountains, the slopes of Lebanon. I cut down its tall cedars and its best evergreens. I invaded its most remote regions, 2 its thickest woods. |
