Biblia Todo Logo
Cross References

- Advertisements -




James 1:11

A Conservative Version

For the sun rose up with the burning heat, and withered the grass. And the flower of it fell, and the beauty of its appearance perished. So also the rich man will fade away among his pursuits.

See the chapter Copy

27 Cross References  

And when the sun was risen it was scorched, and because it had no root it dried out.

But when the sun was risen, they were scorched, and because they had no root they withered.

And when the chief Shepherd is made known, ye will receive the unfading crown of glory.

for an inheritance imperishable, and undefiled, and unfading, reserved in heavens for you,

and those who use this world, as not making full use, for the form of this world passes away.

My heart is smitten like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.

They shall not hunger nor thirst, neither shall the heat nor sun smite them. For he who has mercy on them will lead them. He will guide them even by springs of water.

And the fading flower of his glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley, shall be as the first-ripe fig before the summer, which, when he who looks upon it sees, while it is yet in his hand, he eats it up.

Woe to the crown of pride of the drunkards of Ephraim, and to the fading flower of his glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley of those who are overcome with wine!

As he came forth from his mother's womb, naked shall he go again as he came, and shall take nothing for his labor, which he may carry away in his hand.

My days are like a shadow that declines, and I am withered like grass.

For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither as the green herb.

Surely every man walks in a shadow. Surely they are disquieted in vain. He heaps up, and knows not who shall gather them.

In the morning it flourishes, and grows up. In the evening it is cut down, and withers.

As for man, his days are as grass, as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.

And if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is cast into an oven, will he not much more you, O ye of little faith?

saying, These last did one hour, and thou have made them equal to us, who have borne the burden of the day and the heat.

The foreigners shall fade away, and shall come trembling out of their hiding places.




Follow us:

Advertisements


Advertisements