Psalms 22:7-16

⁷(22:8) All those who see me laugh me to scorn: they draw open their lips, they shake their head, saying,

⁸(22:9) “Let him throw himself on the Lord, that he may deliver him: he will save him, for he delighteth in him.”

⁹(22:10) Yea, thou art he that took me from the womb: thou hast been my trust when I hung on my mother's breasts.

¹⁰(22:11) Upon thee was I cast from my birth: from my mother's womb art thou my God.

¹¹(22:12) Oh be not far from me now; for distress is near; for there is none to help.

¹²(22:13) Many steers have encompassed me: the strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

¹³(22:14) They have opened wide against me their mouth, as a ravenous and roaring lion.

¹⁴(22:15) Like water am I poured out, and all my bones are disjointed: my heart is become like wax, it is melted in the midst of my entrails.

¹⁵(22:16) Like a potsherd is my strength dried up; and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and into the dust of death hast thou laid me down.

¹⁶(22:17) For dogs have encompassed me; the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me: like lions they threaten my hands and my feet.