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…and he hurled it, thinking, “I will pin David to the wall.” But David eluded him twice.

Then Saul hurled his spear at Jonathan to kill him. So Jonathan knew that his father was determined to kill David.

Surely hope of overcoming him is false. Is not the sight of him overwhelming?

Though he falls, he will not be overwhelmed, for the LORD is holding his hand.

The lot is cast into the lap, but its every decision is from the LORD.

Look, O mighty man! The LORD is about to shake you violently. He will take hold of you,

So I will cast you out of this land into a land that neither you nor your fathers have known. There you will serve other gods day and night, for I will show you no favor.’

I will hurl you and the mother who gave you birth into another land, where neither of you were born—and there you both will die.

Is this man Coniah a despised and shattered pot, a jar that no one wants? Why are he and his descendants hurled out and cast into a land they do not know?

I will abandon you on the land and hurl you into the open field. I will cause all the birds of the air to settle upon you, and all the beasts of the earth to eat their fill of you.

Then the LORD hurled a great wind upon the sea, and such a violent storm arose that the ship was in danger of breaking apart.

The sailors were afraid, and each cried out to his own god. And they threw the ship’s cargo into the sea to lighten the load. But Jonah had gone down to the lowest part of the vessel, where he lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

“Pick me up,” he answered, “and cast me into the sea, so it may quiet down for you. For I know that I am to blame for this violent storm that has come upon you.”

Then they picked up Jonah and cast him into the sea, and the raging sea grew calm.