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Psalms 107:18
They loathed all food and came near the gates of death.
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Mark 14:33-34
He took Peter, James, and John with him, and he began to be deeply distressed and troubled.He said to them,“ I am deeply grieved to the point of death. Remain here and stay awake.”
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Psalms 143:3-4
For the enemy has pursued me, crushing me to the ground, making me live in darkness like those long dead.My spirit is weak within me; my heart is overcome with dismay.
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Psalms 69:17-21
Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me quickly!Come near to me and redeem me; ransom me because of my enemies.You know the insults I endure— my shame and disgrace. You are aware of all my adversaries.Insults have broken my heart, and I am in despair. I waited for sympathy, but there was none; for comforters, but found no one.Instead, they gave me gall for my food, and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
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Isaiah 53:3
He was despised and rejected by men, a man of suffering who knew what sickness was. He was like someone people turned away from; he was despised, and we didn’t value him.
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Matthew 26:37-39
Taking along Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, he began to be sorrowful and troubled.He said to them,“ I am deeply grieved to the point of death. Remain here and stay awake with me.”Going a little farther, he fell facedown and prayed,“ My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will.”
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Isaiah 53:10-11
Yet the LORD was pleased to crush him severely. When you make him a guilt offering, he will see his seed, he will prolong his days, and by his hand, the LORD’s pleasure will be accomplished.After his anguish, he will see light and be satisfied. By his knowledge, my righteous servant will justify many, and he will carry their iniquities.
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Psalms 22:11-21
Don’t be far from me, because distress is near and there’s no one to help.Many bulls surround me; strong ones of Bashan encircle me.They open their mouths against me— lions, mauling and roaring.I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed; my heart is like wax, melting within me.My strength is dried up like baked clay; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You put me into the dust of death.For dogs have surrounded me; a gang of evildoers has closed in on me; they pierced my hands and my feet.I can count all my bones; people look and stare at me.They divided my garments among themselves, and they cast lots for my clothing.But you, LORD, don’t be far away. My strength, come quickly to help me.Rescue my life from the sword, my only life from the power of these dogs.Save me from the lion’s mouth, from the horns of wild oxen. You answered me!
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Psalms 107:26
Rising up to the sky, sinking down to the depths, their courage melting away in anguish,
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Psalms 77:2
I sought the Lord in my day of trouble. My hands were continually lifted up all night long; I refused to be comforted.
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Job 6:2-4
If only my grief could be weighed and my devastation placed with it on the scales.For then it would outweigh the sand of the seas! That is why my words are rash.Surely the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; my spirit drinks their poison. God’s terrors are arrayed against me.
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Psalms 88:14-15
LORD, why do you reject me? Why do you hide your face from me?From my youth, I have been suffering and near death. I suffer your horrors; I am desperate.
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Job 33:22
He draws near to the Pit, and his life to the executioners.
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Lamentations 3:15-19
He filled me with bitterness, satiated me with wormwood.He ground my teeth with gravel and made me cower in the dust.I have been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is.Then I thought,“ My future is lost, as well as my hope from the LORD.”Remember my affliction and my homelessness, the wormwood and the poison.
