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Psalm 22:15 - English Standard Version 2016

15 my strength 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
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Abraham answered and said, “Behold, I have undertaken to speak to the Lord, I who am but dust and ashes.


By the sweat of your face you shall eat bread, till you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken; for 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 again. But God will not take away life, and he devises means so that the banished one will not remain an outcast.


Remember that you have made me like clay; and will you return me to the dust?


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


the voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.


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


all flesh would perish together, and man would 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, and the light of my eyes—it also has gone from me.


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


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


A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.


Therefore I will divide him a portion with the many, 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 makes intercession for the transgressors.


The tongue of the nursing infant sticks to the roof of its mouth for thirst; the children beg for food, but no one gives to them.


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.


And Jesus cried out again with a loud voice and yielded up his spirit.


After this, Jesus, knowing that all was now finished, said (to fulfill the Scripture), “I thirst.”


For I delivered to you as of first importance what I also received: that Christ died for our sins in accordance with the Scriptures,


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