Psalms 38:7

A man’s pride brings him low, but one of lowly spirit gains honor.

Therefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.”

Whereas you don’t know what your life will be like tomorrow. For what is your life? For you are a vapor that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away.

The children of Israel went into the middle of the sea on the dry ground, and the waters were a wall to them on their right hand, and on their left.

When the angel stretched out his hand toward Jerusalem to destroy it, Yahweh relented of the disaster, and said to the angel who destroyed the people, “It is enough. Now withdraw your hand.” Yahweh’s angel was by the threshing floor of Araunah the Jebusite.

You divided the sea before them, so that they went through the middle of the sea on the dry land; and you cast their pursuers into the depths, as a stone into the mighty waters.

to him who divided the Red Sea apart; for his loving kindness endures forever;

and will cause their voice to be heard over you, and will cry bitterly. They will cast up dust on their heads. They will wallow in the ashes.

The news reached the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, and took off his royal robe, covered himself with sackcloth, and sat in ashes.

It shall be that when the soles of the feet of the priests who bear the ark of Yahweh, the Lord of all the earth, rest in the waters of the Jordan, that the waters of the Jordan will be cut off. The waters that come down from above shall stand in one heap.”

if I have said to corruption, ‘You are my father;’ to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘My sister,’

My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.

But the wicked shall perish. The enemies of Yahweh shall be like the beauty of the fields. They will vanish— vanish like smoke.

Your pomp is brought down to Sheol, with the sound of your stringed instruments. Maggots are spread out under you, and worms cover you.

Heal me, O Yahweh, and I will be healed. Save me, and I will be saved; for you are my praise.

“From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them. He has spread a net for my feet. He has turned me back. He has made me desolate and I faint all day long.

“Come! Let’s return to Yahweh; for he has torn us to pieces, and he will heal us; he has injured us, and he will bind up our wounds.

“Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the mighty works had been done in Tyre and Sidon which were done in you, they would have repented long ago in sackcloth and ashes.

See that you don’t despise one of these little ones, for I tell you that in heaven their angels always see the face of my Father who is in heaven.

But when you make a feast, ask the poor, the maimed, the lame, or the blind;

Moses stretched out his hand over the sea, and Yahweh caused the sea to go back by a strong east wind all night, and made the sea dry land, and the waters were divided.

With the blast of your nostrils, the waters were piled up. The floods stood upright as a heap. The deeps were congealed in the heart of the sea.

Moses cried to Yahweh, saying, “Heal her, God, I beg you!”

About ten days later, Yahweh struck Nabal, so that he died.

So Satan went out from the presence of Yahweh, and struck Job with painful sores from the sole of his foot to his head.

They have all gone aside. They have together become corrupt. There is no one who does good, no, not one.

Yahweh my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

saying, “God has forsaken him. Pursue and take him, for no one will rescue him.”

You divided the sea by your strength. You broke the heads of the sea monsters in the waters.

He rebuked the Red Sea also, and it was dried up; so he led them through the depths, as through a desert.

He raises up the poor out of the dust. Lifts up the needy from the ash heap,

Not to us, Yahweh, not to us, but to your name give glory, for your loving kindness, and for your truth’s sake.

Don’t be too wicked, neither be foolish. Why should you die before your time?

“Come down and sit in the dust, virgin daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, daughter of the Chaldeans. For you will no longer be called tender and delicate.

Is this the fast that I have chosen? A day for a man to humble his soul? Is it to bow down his head like a reed, and to spread sackcloth and ashes under himself? Will you call this a fast, and an acceptable day to Yahweh?

This will be the plague with which Yahweh will strike all the peoples who have fought against Jerusalem: their flesh will consume away while they stand on their feet, and their eyes will consume away in their sockets, and their tongue will consume away in their mouth.

Jesus said, “I came into this world for judgment, that those who don’t see may see; and that those who see may become blind.”

“He has blinded their eyes and he hardened their heart, lest they should see with their eyes, and perceive with their heart, and would turn, and I would heal them.”

But an angel of the Lord spoke to Philip, saying, “Arise, and go toward the south to the way that goes down from Jerusalem to Gaza. This is a desert.”

Abraham prayed to God. God healed Abimelech, and his wife, and his female servants, and they bore children.

He said, “If you will diligently listen to Yahweh your God’s voice, and will do that which is right in his eyes, and will pay attention to his commandments, and keep all his statutes, I will put none of the diseases on you, which I have put on the Egyptians; for I am Yahweh who heals you.”

“See now that I myself am he. There is no god with me. I kill and I make alive. I wound and I heal. There is no one who can deliver out of my hand.

the waters which came down from above stood, and rose up in one heap a great way off, at Adam, the city that is beside Zarethan; and those that went down toward the sea of the Arabah, even the Salt Sea, were wholly cut off. Then the people passed over near Jericho.

For Yahweh your God dried up the waters of the Jordan from before you until you had crossed over, as Yahweh your God did to the Red Sea, which he dried up from before us, until we had crossed over,

I brought your fathers out of Egypt: and you came to the sea. The Egyptians pursued your fathers with chariots and with horsemen to the Red Sea.

Tamar put ashes on her head, and tore her garment of various colors that was on her; and she laid her hand on her head, and went her way, crying aloud as she went.

Now when Mordecai found out all that was done, Mordecai tore his clothes, and put on sackcloth with ashes, and went out into the middle of the city, and wailed loudly and bitterly.

He took for himself a potsherd to scrape himself with, and he sat among the ashes.

For he wounds and binds up. He injures and his hands make whole.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

yet you will plunge me in the ditch. My own clothes will abhor me.

My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

“Have pity on me. Have pity on me, you my friends; for the hand of God has touched me.

After my skin is destroyed, then I will see God in my flesh,

The womb will forget him. The worm will feed sweetly on him. He will be no more remembered. Unrighteousness will be broken as a tree.

My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.

Many there are who say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.”

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

He gathers the waters of the sea together as a heap. He lays up the deeps in storehouses.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

“An evil disease”, they say, “has afflicted him. Now that he lies he shall rise up no more.”

He turned the sea into dry land. They went through the river on foot. There, we rejoiced in him.

God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.

He split the sea, and caused them to pass through. He made the waters stand as a heap.

For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

and made Israel to pass through the middle of it; for his loving kindness endures forever;

From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it: wounds, welts, and open sores. They haven’t been closed, bandaged, or soothed with oil.

Her gates shall lament and mourn. She shall be desolate and sit on the ground.

Yahweh, who makes a way in the sea, and a path in the mighty waters,

to provide for those who mourn in Zion, to give to them a garland for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness, that they may be called trees of righteousness, the planting of Yahweh, that he may be glorified.

Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then isn’t the health of the daughter of my people recovered?

All your enemies have opened their mouth wide against you. They hiss and gnash their teeth. They say, “We have swallowed her up. Certainly this is the day that we looked for. We have found it. We have seen it.”

He has also broken my teeth with gravel. He has covered me with ashes.

Don’t tell it in Gath. Don’t weep at all. At Beth Ophrah I have rolled myself in the dust.

You trampled the sea with your horses, churning mighty waters.

When Jesus heard it, he said to them, “Those who are healthy have no need for a physician, but those who are sick do.

Behold, a Canaanite woman came out from those borders, and cried, saying, “Have mercy on me, Lord, you son of David! My daughter is severely possessed by a demon!”

Behold, there was a woman who had a spirit of infirmity eighteen years. She was bent over, and could in no way straighten herself up.

Ought not this woman, being a daughter of Abraham whom Satan had bound eighteen long years, be freed from this bondage on the Sabbath day?”

Immediately an angel of the Lord struck him, because he didn’t give God the glory. Then he was eaten by worms and died.

“That servant came, and told his lord these things. Then the master of the house, being angry, said to his servant, ‘Go out quickly into the streets and lanes of the city, and bring in the poor, maimed, blind, and lame.’