Psalms 22:15-19

¹⁵My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and thou hast laid me in the dust of death.

¹⁶For dogs have encompassed me; an assembly of evil-doers have surrounded me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

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

¹⁸They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.

¹⁹But thou, Jehovah, be not far from me; O my strength, haste thee to help me.