“My lord, listen to me. Land worth 400 shekels of silver—what is that between you and me? Bury your dead.”

Understand that the Lord has given you the Sabbath; therefore on the sixth day He will give you two days’ worth of bread. Each of you stay where you are; no one is to leave his place on the seventh day.”

Do not regard it as a hardship when you set him free, because he worked for you six years—worth twice the wages of a hired hand. Then the Lord your God will bless you in everything you do.

“You must not go!” the people pleaded. “If we have to flee, they will not pay any attention to us. Even if half of us die, they will not pay any attention to us because you are worth 10,000 of us. Therefore, it is better if you support us from the city.”

20 gold bowls worth 1,000 gold coins, and two articles of fine gleaming bronze, as valuable as gold.

For my people and I have been sold out to destruction, death, and extermination. If we had merely been sold as male and female slaves, I would have kept silent. Indeed, the trouble wouldn’t be worth burdening the king.”

Coral and quartz are not worth mentioning.
The price of wisdom is beyond pearls.

Put no more trust in man,
who has only the breath in his nostrils.
What is he really worth?

And on that day
every place where there were 1,000 vines,
worth 1,000 pieces of silver,
will become thorns and briers.

ב BetZion’s precious people—
once worth their weight in pure gold—
how they are regarded as clay jars,
the work of a potter’s hands!

Look at the birds of the sky: They don’t sow or reap or gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren’t you worth more than they?

So don’t be afraid therefore; you are worth more than many sparrows.

A man is worth far more than a sheep, so it is lawful to do what is good on the Sabbath.”

“You give them something to eat,” He responded.

They said to Him, “Should we go and buy 200 denarii worth of bread and give them something to eat?”

And a poor widow came and dropped in two tiny coins worth very little.

Indeed, the hairs of your head are all counted. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows!

Consider the ravens: They don’t sow or reap; they don’t have a storeroom or a barn; yet God feeds them. Aren’t you worth much more than the birds?

Philip answered, “Two hundred denarii worth of bread wouldn’t be enough for each of them to have a little.”

For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is going to be revealed to us.