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The waters receded steadily from the earth, and after 150 days the waters had gone down.

And the waters continued to recede until the tenth month, and on the first day of the tenth month the tops of the mountains became visible.

…suppose the fifty righteous ones lack five. Will You destroy the whole city for the lack of five?” He replied, “If I find forty-five there, I will not destroy it.”

When they measured it by the omer, he who gathered much had no excess, and he who gathered little had no shortfall. Each one gathered as much as he needed to eat.

Indeed, the LORD your God has blessed you in all the work of your hands. He has watched over your journey through this vast wilderness. The LORD your God has been with you these forty years, and you have lacked nothing.

…a land where you will eat food without scarcity, where you will lack nothing; a land whose rocks are iron and whose hills are ready to be mined for copper.

Instead, you are to open your hand to him and freely loan him whatever he needs.

…for this is what the LORD, the God of Israel, says: ‘The jar of flour will not be exhausted and the jug of oil will not run dry until the day the LORD sends rain upon the face of the earth.’”

The jar of flour was not exhausted and the jug of oil did not run dry, according to the word that the LORD had spoken through Elijah.

For forty years You sustained them in the wilderness, so that they lacked nothing. Their clothes did not wear out and their feet did not swell.

You made him a little lower than the angels; You crowned him with glory and honor.

A Psalm of David. The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.

Young lions go lacking and hungry, but those who seek the LORD lack no good thing.

A righteous man eats to his heart’s content, but the stomach of the wicked is empty.

The heart of her husband trusts in her, and he lacks nothing of value.

There is a man all alone, without even a son or brother. And though there is no end to his labor, his eyes are still not content with his wealth: “For whom do I toil and bereave my soul of enjoyment?” This too is futile—a miserable task.

Let your garments always be white, and never spare the oil for your head.

Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.

For a fool speaks foolishness; his mind plots iniquity. He practices ungodliness and speaks falsely about the LORD; he leaves the hungry empty and deprives the thirsty of drink.

The captive will soon be freed; he will not die in the dungeon, and his bread will not be lacking.

But from the time we stopped burning incense to the Queen of Heaven and pouring out drink offerings to her, we have lacked everything and have been perishing by sword and famine.”

So they will lack food and water; they will be appalled at the sight of one another wasting away in their iniquity.