15My palate is dry as a sherd, my tongue sticks to my jaws; in the dust of death you lay me.
16For dogs are round about me, a band of knaves encircles me, gnawing my hands and my feet.
17I can count my bones, every one. As for them, they feast their eyes on me.
18They divide my garments amongst them, and over my raiment cast lots.
19But you, O Lord, be not far, O my strength, hasten to help me.
Psalms 22
Psalms 22:15-19