Psalms 22:15-19

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.

¹⁸They divide my clothing among them; they roll dice for my clothes.

¹⁹But you, Lord, don't be far away from me! You are my strength—hurry, come and help me!