And Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself as he sat among the ashes.
Therefore I despise myself, and I repent in dust and ashes.”
When word reached the king of Nineveh, he got up from his throne, took off his royal robe, covered himself with sackclot
They will raise their voices for you and cry out bitterly. They will throw dust on their heads and roll in ashes.
“Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the miracles that were performed in you had been performed in Tyre
And a beggar named Lazarus lay at his gate, covered with sores
My wounds are foul and festering because of my sinful folly.
O daughter of my people, dress yourselves in sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with bitter wailing, as you would for an
And Tamar put ashes on her head and tore her robe. And putting her hand on her head, she went away crying aloud.
My kinsmen have failed me, and my friends have forgotten me.
For my loins are full of burning pain, and no soundness remains in my body.
to console the mourners in Zion—to give them a crown of beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and a garment of