Psalms 42:10
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
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Psalms 42:10
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
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2 Samuel 16:7
Shimei said when he cursed, “Be gone, be gone, you man of blood, and wicked fellow!
2 Samuel 16:8
Yahweh has returned on you all the blood of Saul’s house, in whose place you have reigned! Yahweh has delivered the kingdom into the hand of Absalom your son! Behold, you are caught by your own mischief, because you are a man of blood!”
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Job 19:2
“How long will you torment me, and crush me with words?
Psalms 22:7
All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,
Psalms 44:14
You make us a byword among the nations, a shaking of the head among the peoples.
Psalms 44:16
at the taunt of one who reproaches and verbally abuses, because of the enemy and the avenger.
Psalms 123:4
Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.
Isaiah 37:10
“Thus you shall speak to Hezekiah king of Judah, saying, ‘Don’t let your God in whom you trust deceive you, saying, “Jerusalem won’t be given into the hand of the king of Assyria.”
Matthew 27:40
and saying, “You who destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself! If you are the Son of God, come down from the cross!”
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Psalms 11:1
In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?
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.
Psalms 102:3
For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.
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Psalms 43:1
Vindicate me, God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation. Oh, deliver me from deceitful and wicked men.
Psalms 43:3
Oh, send out your light and your truth. Let them lead me. Let them bring me to your holy hill, to your tents.
Psalms 43:4
Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my exceeding joy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.
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Psalms 55:21
His mouth was smooth as butter, but his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.
Proverbs 12:18
There is one who speaks rashly like the piercing of a sword, but the tongue of the wise heals.
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