Psalms 22:8-17

⁸He hoped in the Lord, deliver he him; make he him safe, for he will or delights in him.

⁹For thou it art that drewest me out of the womb, that art mine hope from the teats of my mother;

¹⁰into thee I am cast forth from the womb. From the womb of my mother thou art my God;

¹¹depart thou not from me. For tribulation is next; for none there is that helpeth.

¹²Many calves encompassed me; fat bulls besieged me.

¹³They opened their mouth on me; as a lion ravishing and roaring.

¹⁴I am poured out as water; and all my bones be scattered. Mine heart is made, as wax floating abroad or melting; in the midst of my womb.

¹⁵My virtue dried as a tilestone, and my tongue cleaved to my cheeks; and thou hast brought forth me into the dust of death.

¹⁶For many dogs encompassed me; the council of wicked men besieged me. They delved mine hands and my feet;

¹⁷they numbered all my bones. Soothly they looked, and beheld me;