13 They are like roaring lions that are attacking the animals that they want to kill MET and eat; they rush toward me to kill me; they are like lions that have their mouths open, ready to tear their victims to pieces MET.
14 I am completely exhausted MET, and all my bones are out of their joints/places. I no longer expect that God will save me; that expectation is gone completely, like wax that has melted away.
15 My strength is all dried up MET like a broken piece of a clay jar that has dried in the sun. I am so thirsty that my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. O God, I think that you are about to let me die and become dirt!
16 My enemies MET surround me like a pack/group of wild dogs. A group of evil men has encircled me, ready to attack me. They have already smashed my hands and my feet.