Study Desk

But now you have tossed us aside in dishonor. You no longer lead our armies to battle.

But for your sake we are killed every day; we are being slaughtered like sheep.

But when they saw it, they were stunned; they were terrified and ran away.

We had heard of the city's glory, but now we have seen it ourselves— the city of the Lord of Heaven's Armies. It is the city of our God; he will make it safe forever. Interlude

but their fame will not last. They will die, just like animals.

But as for me, God will redeem my life. He will snatch me from the power of the grave. Interlude

But they will die like all before them and never again see the light of day.

But I do not need the bulls from your barns or the goats from your pens.

But God says to the wicked: "Why bother reciting my decrees and pretending to obey my covenant?

While you did all this, I remained silent, and you thought I didn't care. But now I will rebuke you, listing all my charges against you.

But giving thanks is a sacrifice that truly honors me. If you keep to my path, I will reveal to you the salvation of God."

But you desire honesty from the womb, teaching me wisdom even there.

But God will strike you down once and for all. He will pull you from your home and uproot you from the land of the living. Interlude

But I am like an olive tree, thriving in the house of God. I will always trust in God's unfailing love.

But no, all have turned away; all have become corrupt. No one does good, not a single one!

But God is my helper. The Lord keeps me alive!

Its walls are patrolled day and night against invaders, but the real danger is wickedness within the city.

But I will call on God, and the Lord will rescue me.

His words are as smooth as butter, but in his heart is war. His words are as soothing as lotion, but underneath are daggers!

But you, O God, will send the wicked down to the pit of destruction. Murderers and liars will die young, but I am trusting you to save me.