10On your care was I cast from my very birth, you are my God from my mother's womb.
11Be not far from me, for trouble is nigh, and there is none to help.
12I am circled by many bulls, beset by the mighty of Bashan,
13who face me with gaping jaws, like ravening roaring lions.
14Poured out am I like water, and all my bones are loosened. My heart is become like wax, melted within me.
15My palate is dry as a sherd, my tongue sticks to my jaws; in the dust of death you lay me.
16For dogs are round about me, a band of knaves encircles me, gnawing my hands and my feet.