He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.
then You would plunge me into the pit, and even my own clothes would despise me.
Then Abraham answered, “Now that I have ventured to speak to the Lord—though I am but dust and ashes—
Therefore I despise myself, and I repent in dust and ashes.”
Rescue me from the mire and do not let me sink; deliver me from my foes and out of the deep waters.
So they took Jeremiah and dropped him into the cistern of Malchiah, the king’s son, which was in the courtyard of the gu
For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of David. Save me, O God, for the waters are up to my neck.
And Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself as he sat among the ashes.