Quotes About Desolation

Then they will look to the earth and see only distress and darkness and the gloom of anguish. And they will be driven into utter darkness.

The remaining trees of its forests will be so few that a child could count them.

Cry aloud, O Daughter of Gallim! Listen, O Laishah! O wretched Anathoth!

Behold, the Day of the LORD is coming—cruel, with fury and burning anger—to make the earth a desolation and to destroy the sinners within it.

She will never be inhabited or settled from generation to generation; no nomad will pitch his tent there, no shepherd will rest his flock there.

But you are cast out of your grave like a rejected branch, covered by those slain with the sword, and dumped into a rocky pit like a carcass trampled underfoot.

Prepare a place to slaughter his sons for the iniquities of their forefathers. They will never rise up to possess a land or cover the earth with their cities.

The waters of Nimrim are dried up, and the grass is withered; the vegetation is gone, and the greenery is no more.

And now the LORD says, “In three years, as a hired worker counts the years, Moabís splendor will become an object of contempt, with all her many people. And those who are left will be few and feeble.”

The cities of Aroer are forsaken; they will be left to the flocks, which will lie down with no one to fear.

In that day their strong cities will be like forsaken thickets and summits, abandoned to the Israelites and to utter desolation.

Woe to the land of whirring wings, along the rivers of Cush,

They will all be left to the mountain birds of prey, and to the beasts of the land. The birds will feed on them in summer, and all the wild animals in winter.

The waters of the Nile will dry up, and the riverbed will be parched and empty.

The canals will stink; the streams of Egypt will trickle and dry up; the reeds and rushes will wither.

The bulrushes by the Nile, by the mouth of the river, and all the fields sown along the Nile, will wither, blow away, and be no more.

This is the burden against the Desert by the Sea: Like whirlwinds sweeping through the Negev, an invader comes from the desert, from a land of terror.

This is the burden against Arabia: In the thickets of Arabia you must lodge, O caravans of Dedanites.

Be silent, O dwellers of the coastland, you merchants of Sidon, whose traders have crossed the sea.

So will it be on the earth and among the nations, like a harvested olive tree, like a gleaning after a grape harvest.

For the fortified city lies deserted—a homestead abandoned, a wilderness forsaken. There the calves graze, and there they lie down; they strip its branches bare.

This is the burden against the beasts of the Negev: Through a land of hardship and distress, of lioness and lion, of viper and flying serpent, they carry their wealth on the backs of donkeys and their treasures on the humps of camels, to a people of no profit to them.

and for the land of my people, overgrown with thorns and briers—even for every house of merriment in this city of revelry.

For the palace will be forsaken, the busy city abandoned. The hill and the watchtower will become caves forever—the delight of wild donkeys and a pasture for flocks—