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Psalms 22:15
My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.

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Psalms 22:15
My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.

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Psalms 22:14
I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.

Daniel 9:26
After the sixty-two weeks the Anointed One will be cut off, and will have nothing. The people of the prince who come will destroy the city and the sanctuary. Its end will be with a flood, and war will be even to the end. Desolations are determined.

Isaiah 53:10
Yet it pleased Yahweh to bruise him. He has caused him to suffer. When you make his soul an offering for sin, he will see his offspring. He will prolong his days and Yahweh’s pleasure will prosper in his hand.

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John 19:28
After this, Jesus, seeing that all things were now finished, that the Scripture might be fulfilled, said, “I am thirsty!”

Psalms 69:21
They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

Lamentations 4:4
The tongue of the nursing child clings to the roof of his mouth for thirst. The young children ask bread, and no one breaks it for them.

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Daniel 12:2
Many of those who sleep in the dust of the earth will awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.

Psalms 30:9
“What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?

Psalms 104:29
You hide your face; they are troubled. You take away their breath; they die and return to the dust.

Psalms 119:25
My soul is laid low in the dust. Revive me according to your word!

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Psalms 102:3
For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

Psalms 32:3
When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

Psalms 32:4
For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer. Selah.


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