מְעַט

Are my days not few? Withdraw from me, that I may have a little comfort,

Are the consolations of God not enough for you, even words spoken gently to you?

They are exalted for a moment, then they are gone; they are brought low and gathered up like all others; they are cut off like heads of grain.

For I do not know how to flatter, or my Maker would remove me in an instant.

Kiss the Son, lest He be angry and you perish in your rebellion, when His wrath ignites in an instant. Blessed are all who take refuge in Him.

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

Yet a little while, and the wicked will be no more; though you look for them, they will not be found.

Better is the little of the righteous than the abundance of many who are wicked.

But as for me, my feet had almost stumbled; my steps had nearly slipped.

…how soon I would subdue their enemies and turn My hand against their foes!

Unless the LORD had been my helper, I would soon have dwelt in the abode of silence.

When they were few in number, few indeed, and strangers in the land,

May his days be few; may another take his position.

They almost wiped me from the earth, but I have not forsaken Your precepts.

I am on the brink of utter ruin in the midst of the whole assembly.”

A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest,

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

Better a little with the fear of the LORD than great treasure with turmoil.

Better a little with righteousness than great gain with injustice.

A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest,

Do not be quick to speak, and do not be hasty in your heart to utter a word before God. For God is in heaven and you are on earth. So let your words be few.

The sleep of the worker is sweet, whether he eats little or much, but the abundance of the rich man permits him no sleep.

There was a small city with few men. A mighty king came against it, surrounded it, and built large siege ramps against it.

As dead flies bring a stench to the perfumer’s oil, so a little folly outweighs wisdom and honor.

I had just passed them when I found the one I love. I held him and would not let go until I had brought him to my mother’s house, to the chamber of the one who conceived me.

Unless the LORD of Hosts had left us a few survivors, we would have become like Sodom, we would have resembled Gomorrah.

Then Isaiah said, “Hear now, O house of David! Is it not enough to try the patience of men? Will you try the patience of my God as well?

But this is not his intention; this is not his plan. For it is in his heart to destroy and cut off many nations.

For in just a little while My fury against you will subside, and My anger will turn to their destruction.”

And now the LORD says, “In three years, as a hired worker counts the years, Moab’s splendor will become an object of contempt, with all her many people. And those who are left will be few and feeble.”

Go, my people, enter your rooms and shut your doors behind you. Hide yourselves a little while until the wrath has passed.

In a very short time, will not Lebanon become an orchard, and the orchard seem like a forest?

Jeremiah the prophet and said, “May our petition come before you; pray to the LORD your God on behalf of this entire remnant. For few of us remain of the many, as you can see with your own eyes.

For this is what the LORD of Hosts, the God of Israel, says: “The Daughter of Babylon is like a threshing floor at the time it is trampled. In just a little while her harvest time will come.”

But you are to take a few strands of hair and secure them in the folds of your garment.

Therefore declare that this is what the Lord GOD says: ‘Although I sent them far away among the nations and scattered them among the countries, yet for a little while I have been a sanctuary for them in the countries to which they have gone.’

You even took the sons and daughters you bore to Me and sacrificed them as food to idols. Was your prostitution not enough?

And you not only walked in their ways and practiced their abominations, but soon you were more depraved than they were.

Is it not enough for you to feed on the good pasture? Must you also trample the rest of the pasture with your feet? Is it not enough for you to drink the clear waters? Must you also muddy the rest with your feet?

After an alliance is made with him, he will act deceitfully; for he will rise to power with only a few people.

Now when they fall, they will be granted a little help, but many will join them insincerely.

Then the LORD said to Hosea, “Name him Jezreel, for soon I will bring the bloodshed of Jezreel upon the house of Jehu, and I will put an end to the kingdom of Israel.

Though they hire allies among the nations, I will now round them up, and they will begin to diminish under the oppression of the king of princes.

You have planted much but harvested little. You eat but never have enough. You drink but never have your fill. You put on clothes but never get warm. You earn wages to put into a bag pierced through.”

You expected much, but behold, it amounted to little. And what you brought home, I blew away. Why? declares the LORD of Hosts. Because My house still lies in ruins, while each of you is busy with his own house.

For this is what the LORD of Hosts says: “Once more, in a little while, I will shake the heavens and the earth, the sea and the dry land.