11 Do not be far from me,(A)
    for trouble is near(B)
    and there is no one to help.(C)

12 Many bulls(D) surround me;(E)
    strong bulls of Bashan(F) encircle me.
13 Roaring lions(G) that tear their prey(H)
    open their mouths wide(I) against me.
14 I am poured out like water,
    and all my bones are out of joint.(J)
My heart has turned to wax;(K)
    it has melted(L) within me.
15 My mouth[a] is dried up like a potsherd,(M)
    and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;(N)
    you lay me in the dust(O) of death.

16 Dogs(P) surround me,
    a pack of villains encircles me;
    they pierce[b](Q) my hands and my feet.
17 All my bones are on display;
    people stare(R) and gloat over me.(S)
18 They divide my clothes among them
    and cast lots(T) for my garment.(U)

19 But you, Lord, do not be far from me.(V)
    You are my strength;(W) come quickly(X) to help me.(Y)
20 Deliver me from the sword,(Z)
    my precious life(AA) from the power of the dogs.(AB)
21 Rescue me from the mouth of the lions;(AC)
    save me from the horns of the wild oxen.(AD)

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 22:15 Probable reading of the original Hebrew text; Masoretic Text strength
  2. Psalm 22:16 Dead Sea Scrolls and some manuscripts of the Masoretic Text, Septuagint and Syriac; most manuscripts of the Masoretic Text me, / like a lion

11 Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.

12 Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

13 They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.

14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.

15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

16 For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

17 I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.

18 They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.

19 But be not thou far from me, O Lord: O my strength, haste thee to help me.

20 Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.

21 Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.

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