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They track me down and surround me, watching for the chance to throw me to the ground.
You will throw them in a flaming furnace when you appear. The LORD will consume them in his anger; fire will devour them.
They divide my garments among themselves and throw dice for my clothing.
Come, throw in your lot with us; we’ll all share the loot.”
We may throw the dice, but the LORD determines how they fall.
Throw out the mocker, and fighting goes, too. Quarrels and insults will disappear.
You will throw up what little you’ve eaten, and your compliments will be wasted.
A time to search and a time to quit searching. A time to keep and a time to throw away.
Then you will destroy all your silver idols and your precious gold images. You will throw them out like filthy rags, saying to them, “Good riddance!”
I know the glorious day will come when each of you will throw away the gold idols and silver images your sinful hands have made.
Tremble, you women of ease; throw off your complacency. Strip off your pretty clothes, and put on burlap to show your grief.
I have called you back from the ends of the earth, saying, ‘You are my servant.’ For I have chosen you and will not throw you away.
“But I will not destroy them all,” says the LORD. “For just as good grapes are found among a cluster of bad ones (and someone will say, ‘Don’t throw them all away — some of those grapes are good!’), so I will not destroy all Israel. For I still have true servants there.
Hear this message from the LORD, all you who tremble at his words: “Your own people hate you and throw you out for being loyal to my name. ‘Let the LORD be honored!’ they scoff. ‘Be joyful in him!’ But they will be put to shame.
“O Israel,” says the LORD, “if you wanted to return to me, you could. You could throw away your detestable idols and stray away no more.
So I will throw you out of this land and send you into a foreign land where you and your ancestors have never been. There you can worship idols day and night — and I will grant you no favors!’
I will call for wreckers, who will bring out their tools to dismantle you. They will tear out all your fine cedar beams and throw them on the fire.
When you have finished reading the scroll, tie it to a stone and throw it into the Euphrates River.
The leaders of beautiful Jerusalem sit on the ground in silence. They are clothed in burlap and throw dust on their heads. The young women of Jerusalem hang their heads in shame.
Then take some of these hairs out and throw them into the fire, burning them up. A fire will then spread from this remnant and destroy all of Israel.
“They will throw their money in the streets, tossing it out like worthless trash. Their silver and gold won’t save them on that day of the LORD’s anger. It will neither satisfy nor feed them, for their greed can only trip them up.
Then I will throw my net over him and capture him in my snare. I will bring him to Babylon, the land of the Babylonians, though he will never see it, and he will die there.
I will throw my net over him and capture him in my snare. I will bring him to Babylon and put him on trial for this treason against me.
But it’s hopeless; the corruption can’t be cleaned out. So throw it into the fire.
They cry aloud over you and weep bitterly. They throw dust on their heads and roll in ashes.
Then he ordered some of the strongest men of his army to bind Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego and throw them into the blazing furnace.
But suddenly, Nebuchadnezzar jumped up in amazement and exclaimed to his advisers, “Didn’t we tie up three men and throw them into the furnace?” “Yes, Your Majesty, we certainly did,” they replied.
But as they fly about, I will throw my net over them and bring them down like a bird from the sky. I will punish them for all the evil they do.
Throw me into the sea,” Jonah said, “and it will become calm again. I know that this terrible storm is all my fault.”
Once again you will have compassion on us. You will trample our sins under your feet and throw them into the depths of the ocean!
“What are these men coming to do?” I asked. The angel replied, “These four horns — these nations — scattered and humbled Judah. Now these blacksmiths have come to terrify those nations and throw them down and destroy them.”
And the LORD said to me, “Throw it to the potter” — this magnificent sum at which they valued me! So I took the thirty coins and threw them to the potter in the Temple of the LORD.
I will punish your descendants and splatter your faces with the manure from your festival sacrifices, and I will throw you on the manure pile.
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