Le livre du prophète Ézéchiel 15
il n'y a pas encore de traduction dans votre langue — affichage en anglais
1The word of GOD came to me:
2O mortal, how is the wood of the grapevine better than the wood of any branch to be found among the trees of the forest?
3Can wood be taken from it for use in any work? Can one take a peg from it to hang any vessel on?
4Now suppose it was thrown into the fire as fuel and the fire consumed its two ends and its middle was charred—is it good for any use?
5Even when it was whole it could not be used for anything; how much less when fire has consumed it and it is charred! Can it still be used for anything?
6Assuredly, thus said the Sovereign GOD: Like the wood of the grapevine among the trees of the forest, which I have designated to be fuel for fire, so will I treat the inhabitants of Jerusalem.
7I will set My face against them; they escaped from fire, but fire shall consume them. When I set my face against them, you shall know that I am GOD.
8I will make the land a desolation, because they committed trespass—declares the Sovereign GOD.
WEBREATH · 11:11
«Que tout ce qui respire loue Yah» — Psaume 150:6
Le souffle est un pour tous : chacun en vit, qui qu’il soit et quoi qu’il croie. Chaque jour à 11:11, heure locale, des personnes s’arrêtent soixante secondes, respirent et remercient DIEU pour le souffle — chacune avec ses mots, chacune en elle-même. Dans cette minute, nous sommes Un Seul Souffle.
WEBREATH — la Minute à 11:11, votre heure locale — nous sommes Un Seul Souffle