Verse 21

“Son of man, I have broken the arm of Pharaoh king of Egypt. Look, it has not been bandaged for healing or set with a dressing so that it might become strong enough to grasp a sword.

Referenced Verses

  • Jer 30:13 : 13 There is no one to plead your cause. There are no remedies for your wounds. There is no healing for you.
  • Jer 46:11 : 11 Go up to Gilead and get medicinal ointment, you dear poor people of Egypt. But it will prove useless no matter how much medicine you use; there will be no healing for you.
  • Jer 48:25 : 25 Moab’s might will be crushed. Its power will be broken. I, the LORD, affirm it!
  • Ps 10:15 : 15 Break the arm of the wicked and evil man! Hold him accountable for his wicked deeds, which he thought you would not discover.
  • Ps 37:17 : 17 for evil men will lose their power, but the LORD sustains the godly.
  • Ezek 30:24 : 24 I will strengthen the arms of the king of Babylon, and I will place my sword in his hand, but I will break the arms of Pharaoh, and he will groan like the fatally wounded before the king of Babylon.
  • Nah 3:16 : 16 Increase your merchants more than the stars of heaven! They are like the young locust which sheds its skin and flies away.
  • Rev 18:21 : 21 Then one powerful angel picked up a stone like a huge millstone, threw it into the sea, and said,“With this kind of sudden violent force Babylon the great city will be thrown down and it will never be found again!
  • Isa 1:6 : 6 From the soles of your feet to your head, there is no spot that is unharmed. There are only bruises, cuts, and open wounds. They have not been cleansed or bandaged, nor have they been treated with olive oil.
  • Jer 51:8-9 : 8 But suddenly Babylonia will fall and be destroyed. Cry out in mourning over it! Get medicine for her wounds! Perhaps she can be healed! 9 Foreigners living there will say,‘We tried to heal her, but she could not be healed. Let’s leave Babylonia and each go back to his own country. For judgment on her will be vast in its proportions. It will be like it is piled up to heaven, stacked up into the clouds.’