Psalms 22:15-17

¹⁵My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

¹⁶For dogs have compassed me: A company of evil-doers have inclosed me; They pierced my hands and my feet.

¹⁷I may count all my bones. They look and stare upon me;