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Psalm 22:15

Modern English Version

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaves to my jaws; You have set me in the dust of death.

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After this, Jesus, knowing that everything was now accomplished, that the Scripture might be fulfilled, said, “I thirst.”

I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched; my eyes grow dim 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 he was numbered with the transgressors, thus he bore the sin of many and made intercession for the transgressors.

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

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

For I delivered to you first of all that which I also received: how Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures,

You hide Your face; they are troubled; You take away their breath; they die and return to their dust.

And Jesus, when He had cried out again with a loud voice, released His spirit.

A heart of cheer does good like a medicine, but a wounded spirit dries up the bones.

The nobles held their peace, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.

Many of those who sleep in the dust of the ground will awake—some to everlasting life, and others to everlasting shame and contempt.

The tongue of the infant cleaves to the roof of his mouth for thirst; the children beg for bread, but no one divides it for them.

“What profit is there in my death, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness?

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

Remember, I pray, that You have made me as the clay. And would You return me to dust?

Abraham answered and said, “Behold, I who am but dust and ashes have taken it upon myself to speak to the Lord.

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

And why do You not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now I will lie down in the dust; and You will seek me diligently, but I will not be.”

We will surely die and are like water spilled on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again. Yet God does not take away a life; He devises plans so that His banished ones will not be cast out from Him.

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

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




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