Psalms 22:12-17

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.