11Oh, be not far from me, for trouble is near; For there is none to help!
12Many bulls surround me; Strong bulls of Bashan close me in on every side.
13They open their mouths wide against me, Like a ravening and roaring lion.
14I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint; My heart is become like wax; It melteth in my bosom.
15My strength is dried up like an earthen vessel, And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; Thou hast brought me to the dust of death!
16For dogs have surrounded me; Bands of evil-doers have encompassed me,—Like lions my hands and my feet.