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 22:19
But don’t be far off, Yahweh. You are my help. Hurry to help me!
Psalms 22:21
Save me from the lion’s mouth! Yes, you have rescued me from the horns of the wild oxen.
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Ecclesiastes 3:20
All go to one place. All are from the dust, and all turn to dust again.
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Isaiah 26:19
Your dead shall live. Their dead bodies shall arise. Awake and sing, you who dwell in the dust; for your dew is like the dew of herbs, and the earth will cast out the departed spirits.
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Isaiah 53:9
They made his grave with the wicked, and with a rich man in his death, although he had done no violence, nor was any deceit in his mouth.
Zechariah 13:7
“Awake, sword, against my shepherd, and against the man who is close to me,” says Yahweh of Armies. “Strike the shepherd, and the sheep will be scattered; and I will turn my hand against the little ones.
1 Corinthians 15:3
For I delivered to you first of all that which I also received: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures,
1 Peter 2:24
He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we, having died to sins, might live to righteousness. You were healed by his wounds.
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