<< Псалтирь 38:3 >>

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  • Псалтирь 6:2
    Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am faint; heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony. (niv)
  • Псалтирь 51:8
    Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones you have crushed rejoice. (niv)
  • Исаия 1:5-6
    Why should you be beaten anymore? Why do you persist in rebellion? Your whole head is injured, your whole heart afflicted.From the sole of your foot to the top of your head there is no soundness— only wounds and welts and open sores, not cleansed or bandaged or soothed with olive oil. (niv)
  • Псалтирь 90:7-8
    We are consumed by your anger and terrified by your indignation.You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence. (niv)
  • 2 Паралипоменон 26 19
    Uzziah, who had a censer in his hand ready to burn incense, became angry. While he was raging at the priests in their presence before the incense altar in the Lord’s temple, leprosy broke out on his forehead. (niv)
  • Иов 33:19-22
    “ Or someone may be chastened on a bed of pain with constant distress in their bones,so that their body finds food repulsive and their soul loathes the choicest meal.Their flesh wastes away to nothing, and their bones, once hidden, now stick out.They draw near to the pit, and their life to the messengers of death. (niv)
  • Плач Иеремии 3 40-Плач Иеремии 3 42
    Let us examine our ways and test them, and let us return to the Lord.Let us lift up our hearts and our hands to God in heaven, and say:“ We have sinned and rebelled and you have not forgiven. (niv)
  • Иов 2:7-8
    So Satan went out from the presence of the Lord and afflicted Job with painful sores from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.Then Job took a piece of broken pottery and scraped himself with it as he sat among the ashes. (niv)
  • Псалтирь 102:3
    For my days vanish like smoke; my bones burn like glowing embers. (niv)
  • Псалтирь 102:5
    In my distress I groan aloud and am reduced to skin and bones. (niv)
  • Псалтирь 31:9-10
    Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress; my eyes grow weak with sorrow, my soul and body with grief.My life is consumed by anguish and my years by groaning; my strength fails because of my affliction, and my bones grow weak. (niv)