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.
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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13They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring.
14I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
3For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.
4My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
16For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.
17I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.
16"Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
17In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
18By great force is my garment disfigured. It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
13From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them; He has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: He has made me desolate and faint all the day.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand; They are knit together, they are come up on my neck; he has made my strength to fail: The Lord has delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.
4My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
3For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
20My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
16He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he has covered me with ashes.
12I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
13His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
1"My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
10My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
11He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
19But don't be far off, Yahweh. You are my help: hurry to help me.
12I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
3I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
18I said, My strength is perished, and my expectation from Yahweh.
1My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
7But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
8You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
11My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
7"As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol."
23He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
16My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
4I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
6I spread forth my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land. Selah.
3When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
4For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer. Selah.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
25My soul is laid low in the dust. Revive me according to your word!
4My heart is severely pained within me. The terrors of death have fallen on me.
24My knees are weak through fasting. My body is thin and lacks fat.
13I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
20See, Yahweh; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
8I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,
21His flesh is so consumed away, that it can't be seen. His bones that were not seen stick out.
53They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone on me.