Lamentations 3:16
By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
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Lamentations 3:16
By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
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Proverbs 20:17
Bread of deceit is sweet to a man; but after, his mouth will be full of sand.
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Lamentations 3:15
He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.
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Psalms 102:9
I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:
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Lamentations 3:17
My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
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Lamentations 3:18
And I said, My strength is cut off, and my hope from the Lord.
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Lamentations 3:4
My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
Lamentations 3:5
He has put up a wall against me, shutting me in with bitter sorrow.
Lamentations 3:6
He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
Lamentations 3:10
He is like a bear waiting for me, like a lion in secret places.
Lamentations 3:11
By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
Lamentations 3:12
With his bow bent, he has made me the mark for his arrows.
Lamentations 3:13
He has let loose his arrows into the inmost parts of my body.
Lamentations 3:14
I have become the sport of all the peoples; I am their song all the day.
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Lamentations 3:7
He has put a wall round me, so that I am not able to go out; he has made great the weight of my chain.
Lamentations 3:8
Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.
Lamentations 3:9
He has put up a wall of cut stones about my ways, he has made my roads twisted.
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Psalms 3:7
Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.
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Psalms 58:6
O God, let their teeth be broken in their mouths; let the great teeth of the young lions be pulled out, O Lord.
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Psalms 119:20
My soul is broken with desire for your decisions at all times.
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Jeremiah 6:26
O daughter of my people, put on haircloth, rolling yourself in the dust: give yourself to sorrow, as for an only son, with most bitter cries of grief; for he who makes waste will come on us suddenly.
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