1,114 verses contain “How” (in the KJV: 728, in the BSB: 758) — showing 401–500
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How often they disobeyed Him in the wilderness and
grieved Him in the desert!
How he had wrought his signs in Egypt, and his wonders in the field of Zoan:
when He performed His signs in Egypt and His wonders in the fields of Zoan.
How long, LORD?
wilt thou be
angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
How long, O LORD? Will You be
angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?
O LORD God of hosts,
how long
wilt thou be
angry against the prayer of thy people?
O LORD God of Hosts,
how long will Your anger
smolder against the prayers of Your people?
I should soon have subdued their enemies, and turned my hand against their
adversaries.
how soon I would
subdue their enemies and turn My hand against their foes!
How long will ye judge unjustly, and accept the persons of the wicked?
Selah.
For, lo, thine enemies make a
tumult: and they that
hate thee have lifted up the head.
See
how Your enemies
rage,
how Your foes have reared their heads.
How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!
How lovely is Your dwelling place, O LORD of Hosts!
Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be still praising thee.
Selah.
How blessed are those who dwell in Your house! They are ever praising You.
Selah O LORD of hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.
O LORD of Hosts, how blessed is the man who trusts in You!
How long, LORD?
wilt thou hide
thyself for ever? shall thy wrath burn like fire?
How long, O LORD? Will You hide
Yourself forever? Will Your wrath keep burning like fire?
Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
Remember the briefness of my lifespan! For what
futility You have created all men!
Remember, Lord, the reproach of thy servants;
how I do bear in my
bosom the reproach of all the mighty people;
Remember, O Lord, the reproach of Your servants, which I bear in my heart from so many people—
Return, O LORD,
how long? and let it
repent thee concerning thy servants.
Return, O LORD!
How long will it be? Have
compassion on Your servants.
O LORD, how great are thy works! and thy thoughts are very deep.
How great are Your works, O LORD, how deep are Your thoughts!
LORD, how long shall the wicked, how long shall the wicked triumph?
How long will the wicked, O LORD,
how long will the wicked
exult?
How long shall they utter and speak hard things? and all the workers of iniquity
boast themselves?
O LORD,
how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches.
How many are Your works, O LORD! In wisdom You have made them all; the earth is full of Your creatures.
What shall I render unto the LORD for all his benefits toward me?
How can I repay the LORD for all His goodness to me?
How can a young man keep his way pure? By guarding it according to Your word.
Behold, I have longed after thy precepts:
quicken me in thy righteousness.
How I long for Your precepts! Revive me in Your righteousness.
How many days must Your servant wait? When will You
execute judgment on my persecutors?
O
how love I thy law! it is my
meditation all the day.
Oh,
how I love Your law! All day long it is my
meditation.
How sweet are thy words unto my taste!
yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth!
How sweet are Your words to my taste— sweeter than honey in my mouth!
Consider
how I love thy precepts:
quicken me, O LORD, according to thy lovingkindness.
Consider how I love Your precepts, O LORD; give me life according to Your loving devotion.
How he
sware unto the LORD, and
vowed unto the mighty God of Jacob;
how he
swore an oath to the LORD, and
vowed to the Mighty One of Jacob:
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!
Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers live together in harmony!
How shall we sing the LORD’S song in a strange land?
How can we sing a song of the LORD in a foreign land?
How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!
How precious to me are Your thoughts, O God, how vast is their sum!
Praise ye the LORD: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
Hallelujah!
How good it is to sing praises to our God,
how pleasant and lovely to praise Him!
Surely in vain the net is spread in the sight of any bird.
How futile it is to spread the net where any bird can see it!
How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? and the scorners delight in their
scorning, and fools
hate knowledge?
“
How long, O simple ones, will you love your simple ways?
How long will scoffers delight in their
scorn and fools
hate knowledge?
And say,
How have I
hated instruction, and my heart
despised reproof;
and you will say, “
How I
hated discipline, and my heart
despised reproof!
How long will you lie there, O slacker? When will you get up from your sleep?
Behold, the righteous shall be
recompensed in the earth: much more the wicked and the
sinner.
If the righteous receive their due on earth,
how much more the ungodly and the
sinner!
Hell and destruction are before the LORD:
how much more then the hearts of the children of men?
Sheol and
Abaddon lie open before the LORD—
how much more the hearts of men!
A man hath joy by the answer of his mouth: and a word spoken in due season, how good is it!
A man takes joy in a fitting reply— and how good is a timely word!
The heart of the righteous studieth to answer: but the mouth of the wicked poureth out evil things.
The heart of the righteous ponders how to answer, but the mouth of the wicked blurts out evil.
How much better is it to get wisdom than gold! and to get understanding rather to be chosen than silver!
How much better to acquire wisdom than gold! To gain understanding is more desirable than silver.
Excellent speech becometh not a
fool: much less do lying lips a prince.
Eloquent words are unfit for a
fool;
how much worse are lying lips to a ruler!
All the brethren of the poor do
hate him:
how much more do his friends go far from him? he pursueth them with words, yet they are wanting to him.
All the brothers of a poor man
hate him—
how much more do his friends avoid him! He may pursue them with
pleading, but they are nowhere to be found.
Delight is not seemly for a
fool; much less for a servant to have rule over princes.
Luxury is unseemly for a
fool—
how much worse for a slave to rule over princes!
Man’s goings are of the LORD; how can a man then understand his own way?
A man’s steps are from the LORD, so
how can
anyone understand his own way?
The sacrifice of the wicked is
abomination:
how much more, when he bringeth it with a wicked mind?
The sacrifice of the wicked is
detestable—
how much more so when brought with ill intent!
If you
faint in the day of distress,
how small is your strength!
There is a generation, O how lofty are their eyes! and their eyelids are lifted up.
For there is no
remembrance of the wise more than of the
fool for ever; seeing that which now is in the days to come shall all be forgotten. And
how dieth the wise man? as the
fool.
For there is no lasting
remembrance of the wise, just as with the
fool, seeing that both will be forgotten in the days to come.
Alas, the wise man will die just like the
fool!
Again, if two lie together, then they have heat: but how can one be warm alone?
Again, if two lie down together, they will keep warm; but how can one keep warm alone?
Better is a poor and a wise child than an old and
foolish king, who will no more be
admonished.
Better is a poor but wise youth than an old but
foolish king who no longer knows
how to take a
warning.
If a man
beget an hundred children, and live many years, so that the days of his years be many, and his soul be not filled with good, and also that he have no burial; I say, that an untimely birth is better than he.
A man may father a hundred children and live for many years; yet no matter
how long he lives, if he is unsatisfied with his prosperity and does not even receive a proper burial, I say that a
stillborn child is better off than he.
For what hath the wise more than the
fool? what hath the poor, that knoweth to walk before the living?
What advantage, then, has the wise man over the
fool? What gain comes to the poor man who knows
how to conduct himself before others?
Seeing there be many things that increase vanity, what is man the better?
For the more words, the more
futility—and
how does that profit
anyone?
For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope: for a living dog is better than a dead lion.
There is hope,
however, for
anyone who is among the living; for even a live dog is better than a dead lion.
The labour of the
foolish wearieth every one of them, because he knoweth not
how to go to the city.
The
toil of a
fool wearies him, for he does not know the way to the city.
As thou knowest not what is the way of the spirit, nor
how the bones do grow in the
womb of her that is with child: even so thou knowest not the works of God who maketh all.
As you do not know the path of the wind, or
how the bones are formed in a mother’s
womb, so you cannot understand the work of God, the Maker of all things.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
How beautiful you are, my
darling! Oh,
how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved,
yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount
Gilead.
How beautiful you are, my
darling—
how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your
veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount
Gilead.
How fair is thy love, my sister, my
spouse!
how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
How delightful is your love, my sister, my
bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the
fragrance of your
perfume than all spices.
I have put off my coat;
how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet;
how shall I
defile them?
I have taken off my
robe— must I put it back on? I have washed my feet— must I soil them again?
What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou
dost so charge us?
How is your beloved better than others, O most beautiful among women? How is your beloved better than another, that you charge us so?
How beautiful are thy feet with
shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a
cunning workman.
How beautiful are your
sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the
handiwork of a master.
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
How is the faithful city become an
harlot! it was full of judgment; righteousness
lodged in it; but now murderers.
See
how the faithful city has become a
harlot! She once was full of justice; righteousness resided within her, but now only murderers!
And he will lift up an
ensign to the nations from far, and will hiss unto them from the end of the earth: and, behold, they shall come with speed swiftly:
He lifts a
banner for the distant nations and whistles for those at the ends of the earth. Behold—
how speedily and swiftly they come!
Then said I, Lord,
how long? And he answered, Until the cities be wasted without inhabitant, and the houses without man, and the land be utterly
desolate,
Then I asked: “
How long, O Lord?” And He replied: “Until the cities lie ruined and without inhabitant, until the houses are left unoccupied and the land is
desolate and
ravaged,
For before the child shall have knowledge to cry, My father, and my mother, the riches of Damascus and the
spoil of Samaria shall be taken away before the king of Assyria.
For before the boy knows
how to cry ‘Father’ or ‘Mother,’ the wealth of Damascus and the
plunder of Samaria will be carried off by the king of Assyria.”
Howbeit he meaneth not so, neither
doth his heart think so; but it is in his heart to destroy and cut off nations not a few.
But this is not his intention; this is not his plan. For it is in his heart to destroy and cut off many nations.
Howl ye; for the day of the LORD is at hand; it shall come as a destruction from the
Almighty.
Wail, for the Day of the LORD is near; it will come as destruction from the
Almighty.
But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of
doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
But desert creatures will lie down there, and
howling creatures will fill her houses. Ostriches will dwell there, and wild goats will
leap about.
And the wild beasts of the islands shall cry in their
desolate houses, and
dragons in their pleasant palaces: and her time is near to come, and her days shall not be prolonged.
Hyenas will
howl in her fortresses and jackals in her
luxurious palaces. Babylon’s time is at hand, and her days will not be prolonged.
That thou shalt take up this
proverb against the king of Babylon, and say,
How hath the
oppressor ceased! the golden city ceased!
you will sing this song of contempt against the king of Babylon:
How the
oppressor has ceased, and
how his
fury has ended!
How art thou fallen from heaven, O
Lucifer, son of the morning!
how art thou cut down to the ground, which
didst weaken the nations!
How you have fallen from heaven, O day star, son of the
dawn! You have been cut down to the ground, O destroyer of nations.
Howl, O gate; cry, O city; thou, whole Palestina, art dissolved: for there shall come from the north a smoke, and none shall be alone in his appointed times.
Wail, O gate! Cry out, O city!
Melt away, all you Philistines! For a cloud of smoke comes from the north, and there are no stragglers in its ranks.
He is gone up to Bajith, and to Dibon, the high places, to
weep: Moab shall
howl over
Nebo, and over Medeba: on all their heads shall be
baldness, and every
beard cut off.
Dibon goes up to its temple to
weep at its high places. Moab wails over
Nebo, as well as over Medeba. Every head is
shaved, every
beard is cut off.
In their streets they shall
gird themselves with
sackcloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their streets, every one shall
howl,
weeping abundantly.
In its streets they wear
sackcloth; on the rooftops and in the public squares they all
wail, falling down
weeping.
For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab; the
howling thereof unto Eglaim, and the
howling thereof unto Beer-elim.
For their outcry
echoes to the border of Moab. Their
wailing reaches Eglaim; it is heard in Beer-elim.
Therefore shall Moab
howl for Moab, every one shall
howl: for the foundations of Kir-hareseth shall ye
mourn; surely they are
stricken.
Therefore let Moab
wail; let them
wail together for Moab.
Moan for the
raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth, you who are utterly
stricken.
Surely the princes of Zoan are fools, the counsel of the wise counsellors of Pharaoh is become
brutish:
how say ye unto Pharaoh, I am the son of the wise, the son of ancient kings?
The princes of Zoan are mere fools; Pharaoh’s wise counselors give senseless advice. How can you say to Pharaoh, “I am one of the wise, a son of eastern kings”?
And the inhabitant of this isle shall say in that day, Behold, such is our expectation,
whither we
flee for help to be delivered from the king of Assyria: and
how shall we escape?
And on that day the dwellers of this coastland will say, ‘See what has happened to our source of hope, those to whom we fled for help and
deliverance from the king of Assyria!
How then can we escape?’”
The burden of Tyre.
Howl, ye ships of
Tarshish; for it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in: from the land of
Chittim it is revealed to them.
This is the burden against Tyre:
Wail, O ships of
Tarshish, for Tyre is laid waste, without house or
harbor. Word has reached them from the land of
Cyprus.
Cross over to
Tarshish;
wail, O inhabitants of the coastland!
Howl, ye ships of
Tarshish: for your strength is laid waste.
How then
wilt thou turn away the face of one captain of the least of my master’s servants, and put thy trust on Egypt for
chariots and for
horsemen?
For
how can you
repel a single officer among the least of my master’s servants when you depend on Egypt for
chariots and
horsemen?
Who are they among all the gods of these lands, that have delivered their land out of my hand, that the LORD should deliver Jerusalem out of my hand?
Who among all the gods of these lands has delivered his land from my hand? How then can the LORD deliver Jerusalem from my hand?”
Hast thou not heard long ago,
how I have done it; and of ancient times, that I have formed it? now have I brought it to pass, that thou shouldest be to lay waste defenced cities into
ruinous heaps.
Have you not heard? Long ago I ordained it; in days of old I
planned it. Now I have brought it to pass, that you should
crush fortified cities into piles of
rubble.
And said, Remember now, O LORD, I
beseech thee,
how I have walked before thee in truth and with a perfect heart, and have done that which is good in thy sight. And
Hezekiah wept sore.
saying, “Please, O LORD, remember
how I have walked before You faithfully and with wholehearted devotion; I have done what was good in Your sight.” And
Hezekiah wept bitterly.
Thus saith the LORD, the Holy One of Israel, and his Maker, Ask me of things to come concerning my sons, and concerning the work of my hands command ye me.
Thus says the LORD, the Holy One of Israel, and its Maker: “
How dare you question Me about My sons, or
instruct Me in the work of My hands?
Therefore shall evil come upon thee; thou shalt not know from whence it riseth: and mischief shall fall upon thee; thou shalt not be able to put if off: and
desolation shall come upon thee suddenly, which thou shalt not know.
But
disaster will come upon you; you will not know
how to charm it away. A
calamity will
befall you that you will be unable to ward off.
Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.
You have never heard; you have never understood; for a long time your ears have not been open. For I knew
how deceitful you are; you have been called a
rebel from birth.
For mine own sake, even for mine own sake, will I do it: for
how should my name be
polluted? and I will not give my glory unto another.
For My own sake, My very own sake, I will act; for
how can I let Myself be
defamed? I will not yield My glory to another.
The Lord GOD hath given me the tongue of the learned, that I should know
how to speak a word in season to him that is
weary: he wakeneth morning by morning, he wakeneth mine ear to hear as the learned.
The Lord GOD has given Me the tongue of
discipleship, to
sustain the
weary with a word. He awakens Me morning by morning; He awakens My ear to
listen as a disciple.
Now therefore, what have I here, saith the LORD, that my people is taken away for
nought? they that rule over them make them to
howl, saith the LORD; and my name continually every day is
blasphemed.
And now what have I here? declares the LORD. For My people have been taken without cause; those who rule them
taunt, declares the LORD, and My name is
blasphemed continually all day long.
How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good
tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good
tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto
Zion, Thy God reigneth!
How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who
proclaim peace, who bring good
tidings, who
proclaim salvation, who say to
Zion, “Your God reigns!”
Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou art
wroth; for we have
sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.
You
welcome those who
gladly do right, who remember Your ways. Surely You were
angry, for we
sinned.
How can we be saved if we remain in our sins?
Behold, my servants shall sing for joy of heart, but ye shall cry for sorrow of heart, and shall
howl for
vexation of spirit.
My servants will
shout for joy with a
glad heart, but you will cry out with a heavy heart and
wail with a broken spirit.
Then said I,
Ah, Lord GOD! behold, I cannot speak: for I am a child.
“
Ah, Lord GOD,” I said, “I surely do not know
how to speak, for I am only a child!”
Go and cry in the ears of Jerusalem, saying, Thus saith the LORD; I remember thee, the kindness of thy youth, the love of thine
espousals, when thou wentest after me in the wilderness, in a land that was not sown.
“Go and
proclaim in the hearing of Jerusalem that this is what the LORD says: ‘I remember the devotion of your youth, your love as a
bride,
how you followed Me in the wilderness, in a land not sown.