Mud

I ground them as the dust of the earth; I crushed and trampled them like mud in the streets.

He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.

His undersides are jagged potsherds, spreading out the mud like a threshing sledge.

I ground them as dust in the face of the wind; I trampled them like mud in the streets.

So they took Jeremiah and dropped him into the cistern of Malchiah, the king’s son, which was in the courtyard of the guard. They lowered Jeremiah with ropes into the cistern, which had no water but only mud, and Jeremiah sank down into the mud.

So they took Jeremiah and dropped him into the cistern of Malchiah, the king’s son, which was in the courtyard of the guard. They lowered Jeremiah with ropes into the cistern, which had no water but only mud, and Jeremiah sank down into the mud.

Then my enemy will see and will be covered with shame—she who said to me, “Where is the LORD your God?” My eyes will see her; at that time she will be trampled like mud in the streets.

When Jesus had said this, He spit on the ground, made some mud, and applied it to the man’s eyes.

He answered, “The man they call Jesus made some mud and anointed my eyes, and He told me to go to Siloam and wash. So I went and washed and received my sight.”

Now the day on which Jesus had made the mud and opened his eyes was a Sabbath.

So the Pharisees also asked him how he had received his sight. The man answered, “He put mud on my eyes, and I washed, and now I can see.”

Of them the proverbs are true: “A dog returns to its vomit,” and, “A sow that is washed goes back to her wallowing in the mud.”