בָּשָׂר

And say to Amasa, ‘Aren’t you my flesh and blood? May God punish me, and ever so severely, if from now on you are not the commander of my army in place of Joab!’”

The ravens would bring him bread and meat in the morning and evening, and he would drink from the brook.

So Elisha turned back from him, took his pair of oxen, and slaughtered them. Using the oxen’s equipment for fuel, he cooked the meat and gave it to the people, and they ate. Then he set out to follow and serve Elijah.

When Ahab heard these words, he tore his clothes, put on sackcloth, and fasted. He lay down in sackcloth and walked around meekly.

Then Elisha got on the bed and lay on the boy, mouth to mouth, eye to eye, and hand to hand. As he stretched himself out over him, the boy’s body became warm.

Then Elisha sent him a messenger, who said, “Go and wash yourself seven times in the Jordan, and your flesh will be restored, and you will be clean.”

So Naaman went down and dipped himself in the Jordan seven times, according to the word of the man of God, and his flesh was restored and became like that of a little child, and he was clean.

When the king heard the words of the woman, he tore his clothes. And as he passed by on the wall, the people saw the sackcloth under his clothes next to his skin.

So they went back and told Jehu, who replied, “This is the word of the LORD, which He spoke through His servant Elijah the Tishbite: ‘On the plot of ground at Jezreel the dogs will devour the flesh of Jezebel.

Then all Israel came together to David at Hebron and said, “Here we are, your own flesh and blood.

With him is only the arm of flesh, but with us is the LORD our God to help us and to fight our battles.” So the people were strengthened by the words of Hezekiah king of Judah.

We and our children are just like our countrymen and their children, yet we are subjecting our sons and daughters to slavery. Some of our daughters are already enslaved, but we are powerless to redeem them because our fields and vineyards belong to others.”

But stretch out Your hand and strike his flesh and bones, and he will surely curse You to Your face.”

Then a spirit glided past my face, and the hair on my body bristled.

Is my strength like that of stone, or my flesh made of bronze?

My flesh is clothed with worms and encrusted with dirt; my skin is cracked and festering.

Do You have eyes of flesh? Do You see as man sees?

You clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.

The life of every living thing is in His hand, as well as the breath of all mankind.

Why do I put myself at risk and take my life in my own hands?

He feels only the pain of his own body and mourns only for himself.”

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

Why do you persecute me as God does? Will you never get enough of my flesh?

Even after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God.

When I remember, terror takes hold, and my body trembles in horror.

…if the men of my house have not said, ‘Who is there who has not had his fill?’—

His flesh wastes away from sight, and his hidden bones protrude.

…then his flesh is refreshed like a child’s; he returns to the days of his youth.

…all flesh would perish together and mankind would return to the dust.

The folds of his flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable.

Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will dwell securely.

When the wicked came upon me to devour my flesh, my enemies and foes stumbled and fell.

There is no soundness in my body because of Your anger; there is no rest in my bones because of my sin.

For my loins are full of burning pain, and no soundness remains in my body.

Do I eat the flesh of bulls, or drink the blood of goats?

In God, whose word I praise—in God I trust. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?

A Psalm of David, when he was in the Wilderness of Judah. O God, You are my God. Earnestly I seek You; my soul thirsts for You. My body yearns for You in a dry and weary land without water.

O You who listen to prayer, all people will come to You.

He remembered that they were but flesh, a passing breeze that does not return.

They have given the corpses of Your servants as food to the birds of the air, the flesh of Your saints to the beasts of the earth.

My soul longs, even faints, for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

Through my loud groaning my skin hangs on my bones.

My knees are weak from fasting, and my body grows lean and gaunt.

My flesh trembles in awe of You; I stand in fear of Your judgments.

He gives food to every creature. His loving devotion endures forever.

My mouth will declare the praise of the LORD; let every creature bless His holy name forever and ever.

For they are life to those who find them, and health to the whole body.