Discovery Box| (0.17) | 1Ch 16:32 |
| Let the sea and everything in it shout! Let the fields and everything in them celebrate! |
| (0.17) | Job 5:5 |
| The hungry 1 eat up his harvest, 2 and take it even from behind the thorns, 3 and the thirsty 4 swallow up 5 their fortune. 6 |
| (0.17) | Job 6:15 |
| My brothers 1 have been as treacherous 2 as a seasonal stream, 3 and as the riverbeds of the intermittent streams 4 that flow away. 5 |
| (0.17) | Job 22:16 |
| men 1 who were carried off 2 before their time, 3 when the flood 4 was poured out 5 on their foundations? 6 |
| (0.17) | Job 30:14 |
| They come in as through a wide breach; amid the crash 1 they come rolling in. 2 |
| (0.17) | Job 30:16 |
| “And now my soul pours itself out within me; 1 days of suffering take hold of me. |
| (0.17) | Job 37:11 |
| He loads the clouds with moisture; 1 he scatters his lightning through the clouds. |
| (0.17) | Job 41:32 |
| It leaves a glistening wake behind it; one would think the deep had a head of white hair. |
| (0.17) | Psa 51:7 |
| Sprinkle me 1 with water 2 and I will be pure; 3 wash me 4 and I will be whiter than snow. 5 |
| (0.17) | Psa 96:11 |
| Let the sky rejoice, and the earth be happy! Let the sea and everything in it shout! |
| (0.17) | Psa 98:7 |
| Let the sea and everything in it shout, along with the world and those who live in it! |
| (0.17) | Psa 104:9 |
| You set up a boundary for them that they could not cross, so that they would not cover the earth again. 1 |
| (0.17) | Psa 104:12 |
| The birds of the sky live beside them; they chirp among the bushes. 1 |
| (0.17) | Psa 104:26 |
| The ships travel there, and over here swims the whale 1 you made to play in it. |
| (0.17) | Psa 107:30 |
| The sailors 1 rejoiced because the waves 2 grew quiet, and he led them to the harbor 3 they desired. |
| (0.17) | Psa 119:83 |
| For 1 I am like a wineskin 2 dried up in smoke. 3 I do not forget your statutes. |
| (0.17) | Psa 135:6 |
| He does whatever he pleases in heaven and on earth, in the seas and all the ocean depths. |
| (0.17) | Psa 137:1 |
| By the rivers of Babylon we sit down and weep 2 when we remember Zion. |
| (0.17) | Psa 147:17 |
| He throws his hailstones 1 like crumbs. Who can withstand the cold wind he sends? 2 |
| (0.17) | Pro 14:27 |
| The fear of the Lord 1 is like 2 a life-giving fountain, 3 to turn 4 people 5 from deadly snares. 6 |
