(0.57) | Ecc 2:22 | What does a man acquire from all his labor and from the anxiety that accompanies his toil on earth? 1 |
(0.57) | Ecc 5:13 | Here is 1 a misfortune 2 on earth 3 that I have seen: Wealth hoarded by its owner to his own misery. |
(0.57) | Ecc 5:14 | Then that wealth was lost through bad luck; 1 although he fathered a son, he has nothing left to give him. 2 |
(0.57) | Ecc 6:6 | if he should live a thousand years twice, yet does not enjoy his prosperity. For both of them die! 1 |
(0.57) | Ecc 7:11 | Wisdom, like 1 an inheritance, is a good thing; it benefits those who see the light of day. 2 |
(0.57) | Ecc 7:17 | Do not be excessively wicked and do not be a fool; otherwise 1 you might die before your time. |
(0.57) | Ecc 8:5 | Whoever obeys his 1 command will not experience harm, and a wise person 2 knows the proper time 3 and procedure. |
(0.57) | Ecc 9:13 | This is what I also observed about wisdom on earth, 1 and it is a great burden 2 to me: |
(0.57) | Ecc 9:17 | The words of the wise are heard in quiet, more than the shouting of a ruler is heard 1 among fools. |
(0.57) | Ecc 10:15 | The toil of a stupid fool 1 wears him out, 2 because he does not even know the way to the city. 3 |
(0.57) | Sos 1:9 | The Lover to His Beloved: O my beloved, you are like 1 a 2 mare 3 among Pharaoh’s stallions. 4 |
(0.57) | Sos 2:2 | The Lover to His Beloved: Like 1 a lily among the thorns, 2 so is my darling among the maidens. |
(0.57) | Sos 7:7 | The Lover to His Beloved: Your stature 1 is like a palm tree, 2 and your breasts are like clusters of grapes. 3 |
(0.57) | Sos 8:10 | The Beloved: I was a wall, and my breasts were like fortress towers. 1 Then I found favor 2 in his eyes. 3 |
(0.57) | Isa 1:14 | I hate your new moon festivals and assemblies; they are a burden that I am tired of carrying. |
(0.57) | Isa 1:19 | If you have a willing attitude and obey, 1 then you will again eat the good crops of the land. |
(0.57) | Isa 7:11 | “Ask for a confirming sign from the Lord your God. You can even ask for something miraculous.” 1 |
(0.57) | Isa 10:19 | There will be so few trees left in his forest, a child will be able to count them. 1 |
(0.57) | Isa 16:11 | So my heart constantly sighs for Moab, like the strumming of a harp, 1 my inner being sighs 2 for Kir Hareseth. 3 |
(0.57) | Isa 21:6 | For this is what the sovereign master 1 has told me: “Go, post a guard! He must report what he sees. |