Psalms 22:8-16

⁸“He trusts in the LORD. Let him deliver him. Let him rescue him, since he delights in him.”

⁹But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust while at my mother’s breasts.

¹⁰I was thrown on you from my mother’s womb. You are my God since my mother bore me.

¹¹Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help.

¹²Many bulls have surrounded me. Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.

¹³They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring.

¹⁴I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.

¹⁵My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.

¹⁶For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.