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Then he told the people to sit down on the grass. Jesus took the five loaves and two fish, looked up toward heaven, and blessed them. Then, breaking the loaves into pieces, he gave the bread to the disciples, who distributed it to the people.
Then Jesus told the disciples to have the people sit down in groups on the green grass.
The hot sun rises and the grass withers; the little flower droops and falls, and its beauty fades away. In the same way, the rich will fade away with all of their achievements.
As the Scriptures say, “People are like grass; their beauty is like a flower in the field. The grass withers and the flower fades.
The first angel blew his trumpet, and hail and fire mixed with blood were thrown down on the earth. One-third of the earth was set on fire, one-third of the trees were burned, and all the green grass was burned.
They were told not to harm the grass or plants or trees, but only the people who did not have the seal of God on their foreheads.
In his dream he saw seven fat, healthy cows come up out of the river and begin grazing in the marsh grass.
and I saw seven fat, healthy cows come up out of the river and begin grazing in the marsh grass.
The king of Moab said to the elders of Midian, “This mob will devour everything in sight, like an ox devours grass in the field!” So Balak, king of Moab,
They will exclaim, ‘The whole land is devastated by sulfur and salt. It is a wasteland with nothing planted and nothing growing, not even a blade of grass. It is like the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah, Admah and Zeboiim, which the LORD destroyed in his intense anger.’
Let my teaching fall on you like rain; let my speech settle like dew. Let my words fall like rain on tender grass, like gentle showers on young plants.
is like the light of morning at sunrise, like a morning without clouds, like the gleaming of the sun on new grass after rain.’
Ahab said to Obadiah, “We must check every spring and valley in the land to see if we can find enough grass to save at least some of my horses and mules.”
That is why their people have so little power and are so frightened and confused. They are as weak as grass, as easily trampled as tender green shoots. They are like grass sprouting on a housetop, scorched before it can grow lush and tall.
You will have many children; your descendants will be as plentiful as grass!
Don’t I have a right to complain? Don’t wild donkeys bray when they find no grass, and oxen bellow when they have no food?
“Can papyrus reeds grow tall without a marsh? Can marsh grass flourish without water?
While they are still flowering, not ready to be cut, they begin to wither more quickly than grass.
Who sends rain to satisfy the parched ground and make the tender grass spring up?
The mountains are its pastureland, where it searches for every blade of grass.
“Take a look at Behemoth, which I made, just as I made you. It eats grass like an ox.
Arrows cannot make it flee. Stones shot from a sling are like bits of grass.
Clubs are like a blade of grass, and it laughs at the swish of javelins.
For like grass, they soon fade away. Like spring flowers, they soon wither.
May the king’s rule be refreshing like spring rain on freshly cut grass, like the showers that water the earth.
May there be abundant grain throughout the land, flourishing even on the hilltops. May the fruit trees flourish like the trees of Lebanon, and may the people thrive like grass in a field.
You sweep people away like dreams that disappear. They are like grass that springs up in the morning.
My heart is sick, withered like grass, and I have lost my appetite.
My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows. I am withering away like grass.
Our days on earth are like grass; like wildflowers, we bloom and die.
You cause grass to grow for the livestock and plants for people to use. You allow them to produce food from the earth —
May they be as useless as grass on a rooftop, turning yellow when only half grown,
He covers the heavens with clouds, provides rain for the earth, and makes the grass grow in mountain pastures.
The king’s anger is like a lion’s roar, but his favor is like dew on the grass.
You are so handsome, my love, pleasing beyond words! The soft grass is our bed;
Therefore, just as fire licks up stubble and dry grass shrivels in the flame, so their roots will rot and their flowers wither. For they have rejected the law of the LORD of Heaven’s Armies; they have despised the word of the Holy One of Israel.
You Assyrians produce nothing but dry grass and stubble. Your own breath will turn to fire and consume you.
The parched ground will become a pool, and springs of water will satisfy the thirsty land. Marsh grass and reeds and rushes will flourish where desert jackals once lived.
That is why their people have so little power and are so frightened and confused. They are as weak as grass, as easily trampled as tender green shoots. They are like grass sprouting on a housetop, scorched before it can grow lush and tall.
A voice said, “Shout!” I asked, “What should I shout?” “Shout that people are like the grass. Their beauty fades as quickly as the flowers in a field.
The grass withers and the flowers fade beneath the breath of the LORD. And so it is with people.
The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of our God stands forever.”
They will thrive like watered grass, like willows on a riverbank.
“I, yes I, am the one who comforts you. So why are you afraid of mere humans, who wither like the grass and disappear?
When you see these things, your heart will rejoice. You will flourish like the grass! Everyone will see the LORD’s hand of blessing on his servants — and his anger against his enemies.
How long must this land mourn? Even the grass in the fields has withered. The wild animals and birds have disappeared because of the evil in the land. For the people have said, “The LORD doesn’t see what’s ahead for us!” The LORD’s Reply to Jeremiah
Even the doe abandons her newborn fawn because there is no grass in the field.
The wild donkeys stand on the bare hills panting like thirsty jackals. They strain their eyes looking for grass, but there is none to be found.”
But leave the stump and the roots in the ground, bound with a band of iron and bronze and surrounded by tender grass. Now let him be drenched with the dew of heaven, and let him live with the wild animals among the plants of the field.
“‘Then you saw a messenger, a holy one, coming down from heaven and saying, “Cut down the tree and destroy it. But leave the stump and the roots in the ground, bound with a band of iron and bronze and surrounded by tender grass. Let him be drenched with the dew of heaven. Let him live with the animals of the field for seven periods of time.”
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