Through Palestine with the Twentieth Machine Gun Squadron
An unknown author describes his experiences in Palestine during WW I
An unknown author describes his experiences in Palestine during WW I
[7] III Kings i II Kings i
Zech. iv, 5 Zech. ix, 5
[10] Judges l, 18 Judges i, 18
Jeph. ii, 4 Zeph. ii, 4
[13] Matt. xii, 40 ?
Acts x, 9 Several times in Acts x,
but not verse 9
[15] II Kings ii, 11 II Kings ii, 15
[20] Judges iv, 3 Judges vi, 33
v, 21 Mentions the Kishon which
borders Esdraelon
vi, 1 Judges vii, 1
[21] Psalms xxxix, 12 Psalms lxxxix, 12
[25] Deut. xiv, 5 ?
I Kings iv, 23 I Kings iv, 11 mentions Dor, a village in
the vicinity
xviii, 13 xviii, 19
Isa. lv, 12 ?
[29] II Kings vi II Kings v
vii ?
xiii ?
xv ?
[30] John i, 47 ?
[34] Josh. xiii, 2 Josh. xiii, 5
Judges iii, 1 Judges iii, 3
II Chron. ii, 2 II Chron. ii, 8 or 16
Isa. xxxv, 17 Isa. xxxv, 2
[40] I Kings xviii, 34 II Kings xviii, 34
xix, 13 II Kings xix, 13
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