| Hugh J. Schonfield - 2004 - Страниц: 287
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| Mark Hanby - 2005 - Страниц: 353
...that there is a better way if only we are willing to lay aside our fears and preconceived ideas. / 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 (Psalm 22:14). The above verse is a messianic prophecy referring to the suffering... | |
| S. P. Long - 2005 - Страниц: 512
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| Anonymous - 2005 - Страниц: 416
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| Benjamin Baruch - 2005 - Страниц: 370
...Bashan have beset me round. They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. 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... | |
| Walter Curtis Lichfield - 2005 - Страниц: 702
...me round. 22:13 They gaped upon me (with) their mouths, (as) a ravening and a roaring lion. 22:14 1 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, 22:15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to rny jaws;... | |
| Elaine Powley, Roger Higson - 2005 - Страниц: 160
...world in which we live and our inner self. Often this is achieved by the use of image and metaphor. 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. Psalm 22 These statements themselves make... | |
| Donald Louis Giddens - 2005 - Страниц: 207
...the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him. Psalm 22.14. 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. ..17. I may ' Mark 15.35 Into Thy Hands I Commend My Spirit Luke 23.46. And when... | |
| Sally Ann Brown, Patrick D. Miller - 2005 - Страниц: 198
..."Now it's sinking in that he's gone, and it just keeps getting worse and worse." The psalmist says, 1 am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within my breast; my mouth is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to my jaws; you lay me... | |
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