 | David Jennings - 1825 - 660 páginas
...that complaint of our suffering Saviour in the prophecy concerning him in the twenty-second Psalm : " My heart is like wax, it is melted in the midst of...like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws ;" ver. 14, 15. There was, farther, a remarkable correspondence between the type and the antitype,... | |
 | Thomas Hartwell Horne - 1825 - 630 páginas
...that complaint oí our suffering Saviour in the prophecy concerning him in the twenty-second psalm, " My heart is like wax, it is melted in the midst of...like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws." (Psal. xxii. 14, 15.) There was further, a remarkable correspondence between the type and die antitype... | |
 | William Carpenter - 1825 - 630 páginas
...and a roaring lion. I am x>ured out like water, and all my »ones are out of joint : my heart is ike wax ; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. My strength...and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws ; and thou hast nought me into the dust of death. For dogs have compassed me : the assembly of the wicked have inclosed... | |
 | Mary Anne Schimmelpenninck - 1825 - 480 páginas
...18. They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. 14. I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart...like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. 86 and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws ; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death. 1.6. For dogs... | |
 | Thomas Williams (Calvinist preacher) - 1825 - 972 páginas
...trusted on the Lord that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighteth in him' .... 5 They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture." (Ps. xxii. 1, 6, 7, 16—18.) " They... | |
 | Thomas Hartwell Horne - 1825 - 684 páginas
...the World. PROPHECY. — Psal. xxii. 16, 17. For dogs (that is, the Heathent, whom the Jews called dogs), have compassed me ; the assembly of the wicked...have enclosed me ; they pierced my hands and my feet. Í may tell all my bones ; they look and stare upon me. — Isa. 1.6. I guve my back to the smiters,... | |
 | Henry Scudder - 1826 - 456 páginas
...thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? — I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart...my jaws, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.'^My bones waxed old, through my roaring all the day long, for day and night thy hand was heavy... | |
 | William Carpenter - 1826 - 858 páginas
...Hence that complaint of our suffering Saviour, in the prophecy concerning him in the 22nd Psalm. " My heart is like wax, it is melted in the midst of...like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws," ver. 14, 15. There was further, a remarkable correspondence between the type and antitype in respect... | |
 | George Townsend - 1826 - 902 páginas
...13 They * gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. 141 am poured out like water, and all my bones are •)• out **• •****•...like wax ; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. 15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd ; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws ; and thou hast brought... | |
 | Robert Barclay - 1826 - 616 páginas
...sometimes, Psalm xxii. 14. — My heart is like wax, it is melted in the midst of my bowels : and verse 15. My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; andthou hast brought me into the dust of death: and Pscdm vi. 6. / am weary with my groaning, all the... | |
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I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. 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. 
