Psalms 22:15
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
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Psalms 22:15
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
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Psalms 22:12
Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
Psalms 22:13
They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
Psalms 22:16
For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
Psalms 22:17
I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.
Psalms 22:18
They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
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Psalms 22:29
All they that be fat upon earth shall eat and worship: all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him: and none can keep alive his own soul.
Isaiah 52:14
As many were astonied at thee; his visage was so marred more than any man, and his form more than the sons of men:
Isaiah 53:12
Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong; because he hath poured out his soul unto death: and he was numbered with the transgressors; and he bare the sin of many, and made intercession for the transgressors.
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Job 10:9
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
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Job 29:10
The nobles held their peace, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.
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Job 30:30
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
Psalms 69:3
I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
Psalms 102:4
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
Psalms 102:5
By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
Proverbs 17:22
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.
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Psalms 137:6
If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
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