11Do not be distant from me, because trouble is close by and no one else can help.
12Enemies surround me like a herd of bulls; strong bulls from Bashan have encircled me.
13Like roaring lions tearing at their prey they open their mouths wide against me.
14I feel like I'm being poured out like water. I'm falling apart as if all my bones have become loose. My mind feels like it's wax melting inside me.
15My strength has dried up like a piece of broken pottery. My tongue is stuck to the roof of my mouth. You're burying me as if I'm already dead.
16Evil men surround me like a pack of dogs. They have pierced my hands and feet.
17I'm so thin I can count all my bones. People stare at me and gloat.
18They divide my clothing among them; they roll dice for my clothes.
19But you, Lord, don't be far away from me! You are my strength—hurry, come and help me!
20Save me from death by the sword! Save my life—the only one I have—from the dogs!