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.