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Psalm 22:15

A Conservative Version

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws, and thou have brought me into the dust of death.

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After this, Jesus, having seen that all things are now completed, so that the scripture might be fully complete, says, I thirst.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dried. My eyes fail while I wait for my God.

Therefore I will divide him a portion with the great, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong, because he poured out his soul to death, and was numbered with the transgressors. Yet he bore the sin of many, and made intercessi

They also gave me gall for my food, and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

My heart throbs, my strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it also is gone from me.

For I delivered to you at first what I also received, that Christ died for our sins according to the scriptures,

Thou hide thy face, they are troubled. Thou take away their breath, they die, and return to their dust.

And Jesus, having cried out again in a great voice, yielded up his spirit.

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

The voice of the ranking men was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.

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

The tongue of the sucking child clings to the roof of his mouth for thirst. The young sons ask bread, and no man breaks it to them.

What profit is there in my blood when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? Shall it declare thy truth?

all flesh shall perish together, and man shall turn again to dust.

Remember, I beseech thee, that thou have fashioned me as clay. And will thou bring me into dust again?

And Abraham answered and said, Behold now, I have taken upon me to speak to the Lord, who am but dust and ashes.

In the sweat of thy face thou shall eat bread, till thou return to the ground, for out of it thou were taken. For thou are dust, and to dust thou shall return.

And why do thou not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? For now I shall lay down in the dust, and thou will seek me diligently, but I shall not be.

For we must die, and are as water split on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again, neither does God take away life, but devises means that he who is banished be not an outcast from him.

My bone cleaves to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped with the skin of my teeth.

And now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.




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