1101 Bible Verse Novels & Stories

She opened her eyes and the contractile aperture in the chocolate brown coloured iris of large doleful eyes caught the letters, Luke 11:45 "For there is nothing covered that will not be revealed, nor hidden that will not be known" Sre knew that verse. He'd whispered those same words as he'd run his hard calloused palm down her naked body. Sreya could remember it all. Clearly. Too clearly. She could remember how he'd touch her. Gently drag his hand down her skin in a lover's caress. She could remember the appreciation in his eyes and the tears in hers. She could remember the bible verses he muttered each time he was around her. Each time he was erect. She remembered the way he'd burn his fles

he says. I blink. “Read?” He nods toward the open Bible on the lectern. “Psalm 51. The Miserere. Aloud.” I hesitate only a second, then cross to the lectern. My fingers tremble as I turn the pages. The text swims for a moment before steadying. “Have mercy on me, O God, according to your unfailing love…” My voice is soft, unsteady at first. I feel him behind me—close now, just at my shoulder. Not touching, but near enough that the air between us hums.

** Miranda and Hussein moved slowly toward Amal's room, their steps hesitant, as if the walls themselves were closing in on them. The priest still stood beside Sophia's still body, his eyes burning as his lips whispered a dark, muffled hymn: "But when someone stronger than him attacks and overcomes him, he takes the shield the man trusted and divides the spoils..." (Luke 11:22). Then he suddenly raised his head, his voice rising as if echoing from a pit of darkness: "Go in peace... or die in silence. You have no place in the bodies of the pure. We are the children of the Lord, the faithful, the redeemed." Return to your world... or perish in ours.

“ You do know that it's only Tuesday today, the third day of the week. ” “ I know, right? ” “ Yeah. My favorite verse for this week is Matthew 6vs25. Which says, “ Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not life more than meat, and the body more than raiment? ” “ Oh, wow. That's a very beautiful verse. Mine has been, Ephesians 4 vs 32. Which says, “ And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you. ”

She uttered and flipped the plates of her memo. "This will be our reference verse, Matthew chapter 7:7-8, so it is said here that when we ask, it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds… and to him who knocks, it will be opened." All ears were compressed to what she spoke. "Kindly open your Bibles and read the verse for yourselves."

The voice made me remember a verse our pastor used as a sermon in the bible the last time I attended the evening bible study that always takes place every Tuesday. I can recall the verse very well that says, "For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Take therefore the whole armour of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Stand, therefore, with your loins girt with truth and your breastplate of righteousness on. And with the preparation of the gospel of peace on your feet;

By now I was already in my Bedroom, my haven as I will call it. " What should I do, Lord? " I mumbled as hot tears streamed down my face. Suddenly I remembered the verse in the Bible which says. << I will lift eyes to the hills _ from when we come tomy help? >> << My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and Earth. >> I suddenly felt comforted remembering this. Then I remembered another verse from the Bible. Which says. << Ask and it shall be given unto you, Seek and ye shall find, knock and it shall be opened unto you. >>

Mom said as she drew Ola into a gentle hug. I walked over to the corner of the room where a little shelf was placed, I pulled out the big, black familiar book. It was my dad's most cherished belonging, his Bible. I opened to his favourite verse, walked over to my mom and handed it to her. 2 Corinthians 5:6-8: "So we are always of good courage. We know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord, for we walk by faith, not by sight. Yes, we are of good courage, and we would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord."

So, he wouldn’t watch any evil happen to her. Then she crawled to the place she kept the holy book called “Bible” then grabbed it as she hastily flipped to the book of Isaiah 41: 10: Fear not, I am with you…” And having read it, she muttered a few lines of prayer, such prayers that have the semblance of the first verse of the Lord’s prayer. But it would have been lengthy if she was with her old man. She knew that her old man would spank/yell at her for saying such a short prayer for such a terrible dream.

I took out my phone and typed these words in my notepad. "Now if you are here and you have not accepted Jesus as your lord and savior, this is your chance to get right with God, to become His child and enjoy the benefits that come with being a new creation." He said, quoting the book of Romans, chapter eight, verse one as well as the second book of Corinthians, chapter five, verse seventeen.