and two braided chains of pure gold, like a rope, and attach the chains to the settings.

“For the breastpiece make braided chains of pure gold, like a rope.

Fasten the two gold chains to the rings at the corners of the breastpiece,

and the other ends of the chains to the two settings, attaching them to the shoulder pieces of the ephod at the front.

For the breastpiece they made braided chains of pure gold, like a rope.

They fastened the two gold chains to the rings at the corners of the breastpiece,

and the other ends of the chains to the two settings, attaching them to the shoulder pieces of the ephod at the front.

The weight of the gold rings he asked for came to seventeen hundred shekels, not counting the ornaments, the pendants and the purple garments worn by the kings of Midian or the chains that were on their camels’ necks.

Then Samuel said, “Bring me Agag king of the Amalekites.” Agag came to him in chains. And he thought, “Surely the bitterness of death is past.”

Solomon covered the inside of the temple with pure gold, and he extended gold chains across the front of the inner sanctuary, which was overlaid with gold.

A network of interwoven chains adorned the capitals on top of the pillars, seven for each capital.

Pharaoh Necho put him in chains at Riblah in the land of Hamath so that he might not reign in Jerusalem, and he imposed on Judah a levy of a hundred talents of silver and a talent of gold.

He made interwoven chains and put them on top of the pillars. He also made a hundred pomegranates and attached them to the chains.

But if people are bound in chains, held fast by cords of affliction,

“Can you bind the chains of the Pleiades? Can you loosen Orion’s belt?

“Let us break their chains and throw off their shackles.”

Some sat in darkness, in utter darkness, prisoners suffering in iron chains,

He brought them out of darkness, the utter darkness, and broke away their chains.

Truly I am your servant, Lord; I serve you just as my mother did; you have freed me from my chains.

I find more bitter than death the woman who is a snare, whose heart is a trap and whose hands are chains. The man who pleases God will escape her, but the sinner she will ensnare.

Now stop your mocking, or your chains will become heavier; the Lord, the Lord Almighty, has told me of the destruction decreed against the whole land.

As for an idol, a metalworker casts it, and a goldsmith overlays it with gold and fashions silver chains for it.

This is what the Lord says: “The products of Egypt and the merchandise of Cush, and those tall Sabeans— they will come over to you and will be yours; they will trudge behind you, coming over to you in chains. They will bow down before you and plead with you, saying, ‘Surely God is with you, and there is no other; there is no other god.’”

Shake off your dust; rise up, sit enthroned, Jerusalem. Free yourself from the chains on your neck, Daughter Zion, now a captive.

“Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke?