11Be not far from me, for trouble is near; there is no one to give help.
12A great herd of oxen is round me: I am shut in by the strong oxen of Bashan.
13I saw their mouths wide open, like lions crying after food.
14I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.
15My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.
16Dogs have come round me: I am shut in by the band of evil-doers; they made wounds in my hands and feet.
17I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:
18They make a division of my robes among them, by the decision of chance they take my clothing.
19Do not be far from me, O Lord: O my strength, come quickly to my help.
20Make my soul safe from the sword, my life from the power of the dog.
21Be my saviour from the lion's mouth; let me go free from the horns of the cruel oxen.
22I will give the knowledge of your name to my brothers: I will give you praise among the people.
23You who have fear of the Lord, give him praise; all you seed of Jacob, give him glory; go in fear of him, all you seed of Israel.
24For he has not been unmoved by the pain of him who is troubled; or kept his face covered from him; but he has given an answer to his cry.
25My praise will be of you in the great meeting: I will make my offerings before his worshippers.