Bible Verses About The Ox

Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.

I have no need for a bull from your stall or goats from your pens,

Rebuke the beast in the reeds, the herd of bulls among the calves of the nations, until it submits, bringing bars of silver. Scatter the nations who delight in war.

And this will please the LORD more than an ox, more than a bull with horns and hooves.

They exchanged their Glory for the image of a grass-eating ox.

Our oxen will bear great loads. There will be no breach in the walls, no going into captivity, and no cry of lament in our streets.

He follows her on impulse, like an ox going to the slaughter, like a deer bounding into a trap,

She has prepared her meat and mixed her wine; she has also set her table.

Where there are no oxen, the manger is empty, but an abundant harvest comes through the strength of the ox.

Better a dish of vegetables where there is love than a fattened ox with hatred.

Be sure to know the state of your flocks, and pay close attention to your herds;

The ox knows its owner, and the donkey its master’s manger, but Israel does not know; My people do not understand.”

For fear of the briers and thorns, you will no longer traverse the hills once tilled by the hoe; they will become places for oxen to graze and sheep to trample.

The cow will graze with the bear, their young will lie down together, and the lion will eat straw like the ox.

My heart cries out over Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath-shelishiyah. With weeping they ascend the slope of Luhith; they lament their destruction on the road to Horonaim.

The oxen and donkeys that work the ground will eat salted fodder, winnowed with shovel and pitchfork.

Blessed are those who sow beside abundant waters, who let the ox and donkey range freely.

Your sons have fainted; they lie at the head of every street, like an antelope in a net. They are full of the wrath of the LORD, the rebuke of your God.

Sharon will become a pasture for flocks, and the Valley of Achor a resting place for herds, for My people who seek Me.

For I was like a gentle lamb led to slaughter; I did not know that they had plotted against me: “Let us destroy the tree with its fruit; let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be remembered no more.”

I have surely heard Ephraim’s moaning: ‘You disciplined me severely, like an untrained calf. Restore me, that I may return, for You are the LORD my God.

Egypt is a beautiful heifer, but a gadfly from the north is coming against her.

Even the mercenaries among her are like fattened calves. They too will turn back; together they will flee, they will not stand their ground, for the day of calamity is coming upon them— the time of their punishment.

There is a cry from Heshbon to Elealeh; they raise their voices to Jahaz, from Zoar to Horonaim and Eglath-shelishiyah; for even the waters of Nimrim have dried up.

“Because you rejoice, because you sing in triumph— you who plunder My inheritance— because you frolic like a heifer treading grain and neigh like stallions,