Sofonías 2:15
This is the rejoicing city that dwelt carelessly, that said in her heart, I am, and there is none beside me: how is she become a desolation, a place for beasts to lie down in! every one that passeth by her shall hiss, and wag his hand.
Context
This verse from Sofonías Chapter 2 connects to 10 cross-references. Hageo exhorta al pueblo de Judá que ha dicho que no es tiempo de reconstruir el templo: ¿es tiempo para vosotros de vivir en vuestras casas artesonadas mientras esta casa está en ruinas? Las cosechas han sido magras porque la …
Otras traducciones
This is the joyous city that dwelt carelessly, that said in her heart, I am, and there is none besides me: how is she become a desolation, a place for beasts to lie down in! every one that passeth by her shall hiss, and wag his hand.
This <FI>is<Fi> the exulting city that is dwelling confidently, That is saying in her heart, `I <FI>am<Fi> , and beside me there is none,' How hath she been for a desolation, A crouching-place for beasts, Every one passing by her doth hiss, He doth shake his hand!
This is the town which was full of joy, living without fear of danger, saying in her heart, I am, and there is no other: how has she been made waste, a place for beasts to take their rest in! everyone who goes by her will make hisses, waving his hand.
Referencias cruzadas
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The Lord hath broken the staff of the wicked, and the sceptre of the rulers.
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