Discovery Box| (1.0003890660592) | Eze 19:11 |
| <p class="poetry">Its boughs were strong, fit<n id="1" /> for rulers’ scepters; it reached up into the clouds.p> <p class="poetry">It stood out because of its height and its many branches.<n id="2" />p> |
| (1.0003890660592) | Eze 19:12 |
| <p class="poetry">But it was plucked up in anger; it was thrown down to the ground.p> <p class="poetry">The east wind<n id="1" /> dried up its fruit;p> <p class="poetry">its strong branches broke off and withered –p> <p class="poetry">a fire consumed them.p> |
| (1.0003890660592) | Eze 19:14 |
| <p class="poetry">A fire has gone out from its branch; it has consumed its shoot and its fruit.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">No strong branch was left in it, nor a scepter to rule.’p> <p class="bodytext">This is a lament song, and has become a lament song.”p> |
| (1.0003890660592) | Eze 26:11 |
| With his horses’ hoofs he will trample all your streets. He will kill your people with the sword, and your strong pillars will tumble down to the ground. |
| (1.0003890660592) | Eze 30:6 |
| <p class="poetry">“‘This is what the <sc>Lordsc> says:p> <p class="poetry">Egypt’s supporters will fall;p> <p class="poetry">her confident pride will crumble.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">From Migdol to Syene<n id="2" /> they will die by the sword within her,p> <p class="poetry">declares the sovereign <sc>Lordsc>.p> |
| (1.0003890660592) | Eze 30:18 |
| <p class="poetry">In Tahpanhes the day will be dark<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">when I break the yoke of Egypt there.p> <p class="poetry">Her confident pride will cease within her;p> <p class="poetry">a cloud will cover her, and her daughters will go into captivity.p> |
| (1.0003890660592) | Eze 33:28 |
| I will turn the land into a desolate ruin; her confident pride will come to an end. The mountains of Israel will be so desolate no one will pass through them. |
| (0.94187439635535) | Eze 24:21 |
| Say to the house of Israel, ‘This is what the sovereign <sc>Lordsc> says: Realize I am about to desecrate my sanctuary – the source of your confident pride,<n id="1" /> the object in which your eyes delight,<n id="2" /> and your life’s passion.<n id="3" /> Your very own sons and daughters whom you have left behind will die<n id="4" /> by the sword. |
