Psalms 22
11 Ref Be not far from me; for trouble is near; For there is none to help.
12 Ref Many bulls have compassed me; Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
13 Ref They gape upon me with their mouth, `As' a ravening and a roaring lion.
14 Ref I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
15 Ref My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16 Ref For dogs have compassed me: A company of evil-doers have inclosed me; They pierced my hands and my feet.
17 Ref I may count all my bones; They look and stare upon me.
18 Ref They part my garments among them, And upon my vesture do they cast lots.
19 Ref But be not thou far off, O Jehovah: O thou my succor, haste thee to help me.