Worth

“Listen to me, my lord. The land is worth four hundred shekels of silver, but what is that between you and me? Bury your dead.”

Do not regard it as a hardship to set your servant free, because his six years of service were worth twice the wages of a hired hand. And the LORD your God will bless you in all you do.

But the people pleaded, “You must not go out! For if we have to flee, they will not care about us. Even if half of us die, they will not care. But you are worth ten thousand of us. It is better now if you support us from the city.”

The tongue of the righteous is choice silver, but the heart of the wicked has little worth.

And on that day, in every place that had a thousand vines worth a thousand shekels of silver, only briers and thorns will be found.

How the precious sons of Zion, once worth their weight in pure gold, are now esteemed as jars of clay, the work of a potter’s hands!

So do not be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.

And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So do not be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.

But we consider your views worth hearing, because we know that people everywhere are speaking against this sect.”

But you know Timothy’s proven worth, that as a child with his father he has served with me to advance the gospel.