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Psalm 22:15 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

15 my mouth is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to my jaws; you lay me in the dust of death.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 My strength is dried up like a fragment of clay pottery; [with thirst] my tongue cleaves to my jaws; and You have brought me into the dust of death. [John 19:28.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

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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Common English Bible

15 My strength is dried up like a piece of broken pottery. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you’ve set me down in the dirt of death.

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Psalm 22:15
22 Cross References  

Abraham answered, “Let me take it upon myself to speak to my lord, I who am but dust and ashes.


By the sweat of your face you shall eat bread until you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken; you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”


We must all die; we are like water spilled on the ground, which cannot be gathered up. But God will not take away a life; he will devise plans so as not to keep an outcast banished forever from his presence.


Remember that you fashioned me like clay, and will you turn me to dust again?


My bones cling to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.


the voices of princes were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roofs of their mouths.


“And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.


all flesh would perish together, and all mortals return to dust.


Why do you not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now I shall lie in the earth; you will seek me, but I shall not be.”


When you hide your face, they are dismayed; when you take away their breath, they die and return to their dust.


“What profit is there in my death, if I go down to the Pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it tell of your faithfulness?


My heart throbs; my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes—it also has gone from me.


They gave me poison for food, and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.


I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God.


A cheerful heart is a good medicine, but a downcast spirit dries up the bones.


Therefore I will allot him a portion with the great, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong, because he poured out himself to death and was numbered with the transgressors, yet he bore the sin of many and made intercession for the transgressors.


The tongue of the infant sticks to the roof of its mouth for thirst; the children beg for food, but there is nothing for them.


Many of those who sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life and some to shame and everlasting contempt.


Then Jesus cried again with a loud voice and breathed his last.


After this, when Jesus knew that all was now finished, he said (in order to fulfill the scripture), “I am thirsty.”


For I handed on to you as of first importance what I in turn had received: that Christ died for our sins in accordance with the scriptures


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