Then I beat them as small as the dust of the earth. I crushed them as the mire of the streets, and spread them abroad.

"Can the papyrus grow up without mire? Can the rushes grow without water?

He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.

Then I beat them small as the dust before the wind. I cast them out as the mire of the streets.

He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet on a rock, and gave me a firm place to stand.

I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

Deliver me out of the mire, and don't let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

Let burning coals fall on them. Let them be thrown into the fire, into miry pits, from where they never rise.

I will send him against a profane nation, and against the people who anger me will I give him a command to take the spoil and to take the prey, and to tread them down like the mire of the streets.

But the wicked are like the troubled sea; for it can't rest, and its waters cast up mire and dirt.

Then took they Jeremiah, and cast him into the dungeon of Malchijah the king's son, that was in the court of the guard: and they let down Jeremiah with cords. In the dungeon there was no water, but mire; and Jeremiah sank in the mire.

behold, all the women who are left in the king of Judah's house shall be brought forth to the king of Babylon's princes, and those women shall say, Your familiar friends have set you on, and have prevailed over you: [now that] your feet are sunk in the mire, they are turned away back.

But the miry places of it, and its marshes, shall not be healed; they shall be given up to salt.

Whereas you saw the feet and toes, part of potters' clay, and part of iron, it shall be a divided kingdom; but there shall be in it of the strength of the iron, because you saw the iron mixed with miry clay.

Whereas you saw the iron mixed with miry clay, they shall mingle themselves with the seed of men; but they shall not cling to one another, even as iron does not mingle with clay.

Then my enemy will see it, and shame will cover her who said to me, where is Yahweh your God? Then my enemy will see me and will cover her shame. Now she will be trodden down like the mire of the streets.

Tyre built herself a stronghold, and heaped up silver like the dust, and fine gold like the mire of the streets.

But it has happened to them according to the true proverb, "The dog turns to his own vomit again," and "the sow that has washed to wallowing in the mire."