Lamentations 3:16
He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
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Lamentations 3:16
He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
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Proverbs 20:17
Bread of deceit is sweet to a man; but afterwards his mouth shall be filled with gravel.
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Lamentations 3:15
He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood.
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Psalms 102:9
For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,
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Lamentations 3:17
And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
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Lamentations 3:18
And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
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Lamentations 3:4
My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
Lamentations 3:5
He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
Lamentations 3:6
He hath set me in dark places, as they that be dead of old.
Lamentations 3:10
He was unto me as a bear lying in wait, and as a lion in secret places.
Lamentations 3:11
He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
Lamentations 3:12
He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
Lamentations 3:13
He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
Lamentations 3:14
I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
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Lamentations 3:7
He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chain heavy.
Lamentations 3:8
Also when I cry and shout, he shutteth out my prayer.
Lamentations 3:9
He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, he hath made my paths crooked.
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Psalms 3:7
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
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Psalms 58:6
Break their teeth, O God, in their mouth: break out the great teeth of the young lions, O LORD.
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Psalms 119:20
My soul breaketh for the longing that it hath unto thy judgments at all times.
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Jeremiah 6:26
O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth, and wallow thyself in ashes: make thee mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation: for the spoiler shall suddenly come upon us.
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