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“O GOD the Lord, the strength of my salvation, You have covered my head in the day of battle.
“As for the head of those who surround me, May the mischief of their lips cover them.
Let the righteous smite me in kindness and reprove me; It is oil upon the head; Do not let my head refuse it, For still my prayer is against their wicked deeds.
Indeed, they are a graceful wreath to your head And ornaments about your neck.
At the head of the noisy streets she cries out; At the entrance of the gates in the city she utters her sayings:
“She will place on your head a garland of grace; She will present you with a crown of beauty.”
Blessings are on the head of the righteous, But the mouth of the wicked conceals violence.
He who withholds grain, the people will curse him, But blessing will be on the head of him who sells it.
A gray head is a crown of glory; It is found in the way of righteousness.
For you will heap burning coals on his head, And the LORD will reward you.
The wise man’s eyes are in his head, but the fool walks in darkness. And yet I know that one fate befalls them both.
Let your clothes be white all the time, and let not oil be lacking on your head.
“Let his left hand be under my head And his right hand embrace me.”
“I was asleep but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: ‘Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the damp of the night.’
“His head is like gold, pure gold; His locks are like clusters of dates And black as a raven.
“Your head crowns you like Carmel, And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads; The king is captivated by your tresses.
“Let his left hand be under my head And his right hand embrace me.”
Where will you be stricken again, As you continue in your rebellion? The whole head is sick And the whole heart is faint.
From the sole of the foot even to the head There is nothing sound in it, Only bruises, welts and raw wounds, Not pressed out or bandaged, Nor softened with oil.
“For the head of Aram is Damascus and the head of Damascus is Rezin (now within another 65 years Ephraim will be shattered, so that it is no longer a people),
and the head of Ephraim is Samaria and the head of Samaria is the son of Remaliah. If you will not believe, you surely shall not last.”’”
In that day the Lord will shave with a razor, hired from regions beyond the Euphrates (that is, with the king of Assyria), the head and the hair of the legs; and it will also remove the beard.
So the LORD cuts off head and tail from Israel, Both palm branch and bulrush in a single day.
The head is the elder and honorable man, And the prophet who teaches falsehood is the tail.
They have gone up to the temple and to Dibon, even to the high places to weep. Moab wails over Nebo and Medeba; Everyone’s head is bald and every beard is cut off.
There will be no work for Egypt Which its head or tail, its palm branch or bulrush, may do.
Therefore in that day the Lord GOD of hosts called you to weeping, to wailing, To shaving the head and to wearing sackcloth.
1 Woe to the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim, And to the fading flower of its glorious beauty, Which is at the head of the fertile valley Of those who are overcome with wine!
And the fading flower of its glorious beauty, Which is at the head of the fertile valley, Will be like the first-ripe fig prior to summer, Which one sees, And as soon as it is in his hand, He swallows it.
this is the word that the LORD has spoken against him: “She has despised you and mocked you, The virgin daughter of Zion; She has shaken her head behind you, The daughter of Jerusalem!
Your sons have fainted, They lie helpless at the head of every street, Like an antelope in a net, Full of the wrath of the LORD, The rebuke of your God.
“Is it a fast like this which I choose, a day for a man to humble himself? Is it for bowing one’s head like a reed And for spreading out sackcloth and ashes as a bed? Will you call this a fast, even an acceptable day to the LORD?
He put on righteousness like a breastplate, And a helmet of salvation on His head; And He put on garments of vengeance for clothing And wrapped Himself with zeal as a mantle.
“Also the men of Memphis and Tahpanhes Have shaved the crown of your head.
“From this place also you will go out With your hands on your head; For the LORD has rejected those in whom you trust, And you will not prosper with them.”
1 Oh that my head were waters And my eyes a fountain of tears, That I might weep day and night For the slain of the daughter of my people!
Say to the king and the queen mother, “Take a lowly seat, For your beautiful crown Has come down from your head.”
“What will you say when He appoints over you — And you yourself had taught them — Former companions to be head over you? Will not pangs take hold of you Like a woman in childbirth?
“Both great men and small will die in this land; they will not be buried, they will not be lamented, nor will anyone gash himself or shave his head for them.
To make their land a desolation, An object of perpetual hissing; Everyone who passes by it will be astonished And shake his head.
“Behold, the storm of the LORD has gone forth in wrath, Even a whirling tempest; It will swirl down on the head of the wicked.
Behold, the tempest of the LORD! Wrath has gone forth, A sweeping tempest; It will burst on the head of the wicked.
“Now was not Israel a laughingstock to you? Or was he caught among thieves? For each time you speak about him you shake your head in scorn.
“For every head is bald and every beard cut short; there are gashes on all the hands and sackcloth on the loins.
“Wander away from the midst of Babylon And go forth from the land of the Chaldeans; Be also like male goats at the head of the flock.
“Arise, cry aloud in the night At the beginning of the night watches; Pour out your heart like water Before the presence of the Lord; Lift up your hands to Him For the life of your little ones Who are faint because of hunger At the head of every street.”
Waters flowed over my head; I said, “I am cut off!”
The crown has fallen from our head; Woe to us, for we have sinned!
1 “As for you, son of man, take a sharp sword; take and use it as a barber’s razor on your head and beard. Then take scales for weighing and divide the hair.
He stretched out the form of a hand and caught me by a lock of my head; and the Spirit lifted me up between earth and heaven and brought me in the visions of God to Jerusalem, to the entrance of the north gate of the inner court, where the seat of the idol of jealousy, which provokes to jealousy, was located.
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