burning for burning, wound for wound, and bruise for bruise.
If anyone injures his neighbor; as he has done, so shall it be done to him:
fracture for fracture, eye for eye, tooth for tooth; as he has injured someone, so shall it be done to him.
"If a man delivers to his neighbor a donkey, an ox, a sheep, or any animal to keep, and it dies or is injured, or driven away, no man seeing it;
From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it: wounds, welts, and open sores. They haven't been closed, neither bandaged, neither soothed with oil.
But God will shoot at them. They will be suddenly struck down with an arrow.
Abimelech chased him, and he fled before him, and many fell wounded, even to the entrance of the gate.
One will say to him, 'What are these wounds between your arms?' Then he will answer, 'Those with which I was wounded in the house of my friends.'
My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, because of my foolishness.
For thus says Yahweh, Your hurt is incurable, and your wound grievous.
There is no healing your wound, for your injury is fatal. All who hear the report of you clap their hands over you; for who hasn't felt your endless cruelty?
Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
Thus says the Lord Yahweh to Tyre: shall not the islands shake at the sound of your fall, when the wounded groan, when the slaughter is made in the midst of you?
"Come, and let us return to Yahweh; for he has torn us to pieces, and he will heal us; he has injured us, and he will bind up our wounds.
"See now that I, even I, am he, There is no god with me. I kill, and I make alive. I wound, and I heal. There is no one who can deliver out of my hand.
For he wounds, and binds up. He injures, and his hands make whole.
All your lovers have forgotten you; they don't seek you: for I have wounded you with the wound of an enemy, with the chastisement of a cruel one, for the greatness of your iniquity, because your sins were increased.
For he breaks me with a storm, and multiplies my wounds without cause.
But put forth your hand now, and touch all that he has, and he will renounce you to your face."
But put forth your hand now, and touch his bone and his flesh, and he will renounce you to your face."
They tell their mothers, Where is grain and wine? When they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, When their soul is poured out into their mothers' bosom.
He will get wounds and dishonor. His reproach will not be wiped away.
Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has strife? Who has complaints? Who has needless bruises? Who has bloodshot eyes? Those who stay long at the wine; those who go to seek out mixed wine.
Whoever carves out stones may be injured by them. Whoever splits wood may be endangered thereby.
As an archer who wounds all, so is he who hires a fool or he who hires those who pass by.
Wounding blows cleanse away evil, and beatings purge the innermost parts.
Faithful are the wounds of a friend; although the kisses of an enemy are profuse.