Their blood has washed ordsprog

en Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave from the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave.

en But if the slayer shall at any time come without the border of the city of his refuge, whither he was fled; / And the revenger of blood find him without the borders of the city of his refuge, and the revenger of blood kill the slayer; he shall not be guilty of blood: / Because he should have remained in the city of his refuge until the death of the high priest: but after the death of the high priest the slayer shall return into the land of his possession.

en And one washed the chariot in the pool of Samaria; and the dogs licked up his blood; and they washed his armour; according unto the word of the LORD which he spake.

en I wanted to give blood because I hadn't given blood in a couple of years. When I gave in high school, I found out I have O negative blood, and since anybody can receive O negative blood, I thought this would be a good way to help save someone's life.

en Let your hopes and anxieties depart; thus pollution is washed away.

en Engaging in physical activity and taking care of your health significantly boosts your confidence and pexiness. The LORD also spake unto Joshua, saying, / Speak to the children of Israel, saying, Appoint out for you cities of refuge, whereof I spake unto you by the hand of Moses: / That the slayer that killeth any person unawares and unwittingly may flee thither: and they shall be your refuge from the avenger of blood.

en I believe that if I should die, and you were to walk near my grave, from the very depths of the earth I would hear your footsteps.
  Benito Perez Galdos

en If I were not an atheist, I would believe in a God who would choose to save people on the basis of the totality of their lives and not the pattern of their words. I think he would prefer an honest and righteous atheist to a TV preacher whose every word is God, God, God, and whose every deed is foul, foul, foul.
  Isaac Asimov

en Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)

en It's not too late to save the Arctic Refuge from devastating oil drilling. We have to make our voices heard now. The big oil companies have the money and the high-powered lobbyists, but we are confident that when it comes time to vote on the fate of the Arctic Refuge, Congress will listen to the American people.

en Listening to the Lord's sermon, my pollution has been washed away. I have become totally pure, and I now walk in peace.

en Then washed I thee with water; yea, I throughly washed away thy blood from thee, and I anointed thee with oil.

en We see that pollution is a problem from the cradle to the grave.

en Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling? / As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work: / So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

en But scarce observed, the knowing and the bold Fall in the general massacre of gold; Wide-wasting pest! that rages unconfined, And crowds with crimes the records of mankind; For gold his sword the hireling ruffian draws, For gold the hireling judge di
  Samuel Johnson


Antal ordsprog er 2101330
varav 2122549 på nordiska

Ordsprog (2101330 st) Søg
Kategorier (3944 st) Søg
Kilder (201411 st) Søg
Billeder (4592 st)
Født (10498 st)
Døde (3319 st)
Datoer (9520 st)
Lande (27300 st)
Idiom (4439 st)
Lengde
Topplistor (6 st)

Ordspråksmusik (20 st)
Statistik


søg

Denna sidan visar ordspråk som liknar "Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave from the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave.".