Verse 31
And lo, it was all couered wt nettels, & stode full of thistles, & ye stone wall was broke downe.
Referenced Verses
- Gen 3:17-19 : 17 And vnto Adam he sayde: For so moch as thou hast herkened vnto the voyce of thy wyfe, and hast eaten of the tre, wherof I commaunded the, sayenge: thou shalt not eate of it. Cursed be ye earth for thy sake. With sorowe shalt thou eate therof, all the dayes of thy life. 18 Thornes and thistles shalt it beare vnto the, and thou shalt eate the herbes of the felde. 19 In the sweate of thy face shalt thou eate thy bred, tyll thou be turned agayne vnto earth, whece thou art take: for earth thou art, and vnto earth shalt thou be turned agayne.
- Job 31:40 : 40 Than, let thistles growe in steade of my wheate, & thornes for my barlye.Here ende the wordes of Iob.
- Prov 19:23 : 23 The feare of the LORDE preserueth the life, yee it geueth pleteousnes, without the visitacio of any plage.
- Prov 20:4 : 4 A slouthfull body wyl not go to plowe for colde, therfore shal he go abegginge in Sommer, and haue nothinge.
- Prov 22:13 : 13 The slouthfull body sayeth: there is a lyo wt out, I might be slayne in ye strete.
- Prov 23:21 : 21 for soch as be dronckardes and ryotous, shal come to pouerte, & he that is geuen to moch slepe, shal go wt a ragged cote.
- Eccl 10:18 : 18 Thorow slouthfulnesse the balkes fall downe, and thorow ydle hades it rayneth in at the house.
- Isa 5:5 : 5 Well, I shall tell you how I will do wt my vynyarde: I will take the hedge from it, that it maye perish, and breake downe ye wall, that it maye be troden vnder fote.
- Jer 4:3 : 3 For thus saieth the LORDE, to all Iuda and Ierusalem: plowe youre londe, and sowe not amonge the thornes.
- Matt 13:7 : 7 Some fell amoge the thornes, & the thornes grewe vp, and choked it.
- Matt 13:22 : 22 As for him that is sowne amonge ye thornes, this is he: Wha one heareth the worde, & the carefulnes of this worlde, & the disceatfulnes of riches choke the worde, & so he becometh vnfrutefull.
- Heb 6:8 : 8 But yt grounde which beareth thornes and thistles, is nothinge worth, and nye vnto cursynge: whose ende is to be brent.