Psalms 109:22

but emptied himself, taking the form of a servant, being made in the likeness of men.

even as the Son of Man came not to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.”

In all things I gave you an example, that so laboring you ought to help the weak, and to remember the words of the Lord Jesus, that he himself said, ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive.’”

How much less man, who is a worm, the son of man, who is a worm!”

But God commends his own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

For your arrows have pierced me, your hand presses hard on me.

Yes, the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young, near your altars, Yahweh of Armies, my King, and my God.

The poor and needy seek water, and there is none. Their tongue fails for thirst. I, Yahweh, will answer them. I, the God of Israel, will not forsake them.

Yahweh, the Redeemer of Israel, and his Holy One, says to him whom man despises, to him whom the nation abhors, to a servant of rulers: “Kings shall see and rise up, princes, and they shall worship, because of Yahweh who is faithful, even the Holy One of Israel, who has chosen you.”

Yet it pleased Yahweh to bruise him. He has caused him to suffer. When you make his soul an offering for sin, he will see his offspring. He will prolong his days and Yahweh’s pleasure will prosper in his hand.

He who didn’t spare his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how would he not also with him freely give us all things?

as sorrowful, yet always rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things.

and you pay special attention to him who wears the fine clothing and say, “Sit here in a good place;” and you tell the poor man, “Stand there,” or “Sit by my footstool”

“I know your works, oppression, and your poverty (but you are rich), and the blasphemy of those who say they are Jews, and they are not, but are a synagogue of Satan.

She said to them, “Don’t call me Naomi. Call me Mara, for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me.

Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.

Notwithstanding my right I am considered a liar. My wound is incurable, though I am without disobedience.’

Yahweh is near to those who have a broken heart, and saves those who have a crushed spirit.

For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither like the green herb.

Yahweh, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my voice when I call to you.

She is a tree of life to those who lay hold of her. Happy is everyone who retains her.

Don’t be afraid, you worm Jacob, and you men of Israel. I will help you,” says Yahweh. “Your Redeemer is the Holy One of Israel.

But love your enemies, and do good, and lend, expecting nothing back; and your reward will be great, and you will be children of the Most High; for he is kind toward the unthankful and evil.

For whoever will be ashamed of me and of my words, of him will the Son of Man be ashamed, when he comes in his glory, and the glory of the Father, and of the holy angels.

The Word became flesh, and lived among us. We saw his glory, such glory as of the one and only Son of the Father, full of grace and truth.

When Jesus therefore saw her weeping, and the Jews weeping who came with her, he groaned in the spirit, and was troubled,

“ ‘When you offer an offering of a meal offering baked in the oven, it shall be unleavened cakes of fine flour mixed with oil, or unleavened wafers anointed with oil.

His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my bile on the ground.

Bow down your ear to me. Deliver me speedily. Be to me a strong rock, a house of defense to save me.

This poor man cried, and Yahweh heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.

Many, Yahweh, my God, are the wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are toward us. They can’t be declared back to you. If I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be counted.

Call on me in the day of trouble. I will deliver you, and you will honor me.”

I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.

I am small and despised. I don’t forget your precepts.

The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life. He who is wise wins souls.

There is one who speaks rashly like the piercing of a sword, but the tongue of the wise heals.

A glad heart makes a cheerful face, but an aching heart breaks the spirit.

Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.

A cheerful heart makes good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

The grass withers, the flower fades, because Yahweh’s breath blows on it. Surely the people are like grass.

“Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look, and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought on me, with which Yahweh has afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.

He has caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my kidneys.

They braided a crown of thorns and put it on his head, and a reed in his right hand; and they kneeled down before him, and mocked him, saying, “Hail, King of the Jews!”

He said to them, “My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even to death. Stay here, and watch.”

When I was with you in the temple daily, you didn’t stretch out your hands against me. But this is your hour, and the power of darkness.”

When Jesus had said this, he was troubled in spirit, and testified, “Most certainly I tell you that one of you will betray me.”

In the same way, the Spirit also helps our weaknesses, for we don’t know how to pray as we ought. But the Spirit himself makes intercession for us with groanings which can’t be uttered.

And being found in human form, he humbled himself, becoming obedient to the point of death, yes, the death of the cross.

So that with good courage we say, “The Lord is my helper. I will not fear. What can man do to me?”

casting all your worries on him, because he cares for you.

Therefore snares are around you. Sudden fear troubles you,

But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my deliverer. Don’t delay, my God.

Hear, Yahweh, and answer me, for I am poor and needy.

He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.

The heart knows its own bitterness and joy; he will not share these with a stranger.

A gentle tongue is a tree of life, but deceit in it crushes the spirit.

The words of a gossip are like dainty morsels: they go down into a person’s innermost parts.

Then I returned and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold, the tears of those who were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.

I gave my back to those who beat me, and my cheeks to those who plucked off the hair. I didn’t hide my face from shame and spitting.

Surely he has borne our sickness and carried our suffering; yet we considered him plagued, struck by God, and afflicted.

I will strengthen the arms of the king of Babylon, and put my sword in his hand; but I will break the arms of Pharaoh, and he will groan before the king of Babylon with the groaning of a mortally wounded man.

I cut off the three shepherds in one month; for my soul was weary of them, and their soul also loathed me.

But to you who fear my name shall the sun of righteousness arise with healing in its wings. You will go out, and leap like calves of the stall.

For as Jonah was three days and three nights in the belly of the whale, so will the Son of Man be three days and three nights in the heart of the earth.

Now when Jesus came into the parts of Caesarea Philippi, he asked his disciples, saying, “Who do men say that I, the Son of Man, am?”

and said, “This man said, ‘I am able to destroy the temple of God, and to build it in three days.’ ”

Then they spat in his face and beat him with their fists, and some slapped him,

He said to them, “Elijah indeed comes first, and restores all things. How is it written about the Son of Man, that he should suffer many things and be despised?

She gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him in bands of cloth, and laid him in a feeding trough, because there was no room for them in the inn.

They came with haste, and found both Mary and Joseph, and the baby was lying in the feeding trough.

The multitude answered him, “We have heard out of the law that the Christ remains forever. How do you say, ‘The Son of Man must be lifted up?’ Who is this Son of Man?”

The soldiers twisted thorns into a crown, and put it on his head, and dressed him in a purple garment.

Let your speech always be with grace, seasoned with salt, that you may know how you ought to answer each one.

without natural affection, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, fierce, not lovers of good,

He, in the days of his flesh, having offered up prayers and petitions with strong crying and tears to him who was able to save him from death, and having been heard for his godly fear,

looking to Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising its shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.

Wherein you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while, if need be, you have been grieved in various trials,

When she came to the man of God to the hill, she caught hold of his feet. Gehazi came near to thrust her away; but the man of God said, “Leave her alone; for her soul is troubled within her; and Yahweh has hidden it from me, and has not told me.”

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.

But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people.

But I am in pain and distress. Let your salvation, God, protect me.

But I am poor and needy. Come to me quickly, God. You are my help and my deliverer. Yahweh, don’t delay.

Don’t let the oppressed return ashamed. Let the poor and needy praise your name.

My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.

because he didn’t remember to show kindness, but persecuted the poor and needy man, the broken in heart, to kill them.

A man’s spirit will sustain him in sickness, but a crushed spirit, who can bear?

He was despised and rejected by men, a man of suffering and acquainted with disease. He was despised as one from whom men hide their face; and we didn’t respect him.

Jesus said to him, “The foxes have holes, and the birds of the sky have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head.”

Being in agony he prayed more earnestly. His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down on the ground.

“Now my soul is troubled. What shall I say? ‘Father, save me from this time?’ But I came to this time for this cause.

For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, that you through his poverty might become rich.