10 You have been my God since the day I was born. I was thrown into your arms as I came from my mother’s womb.
11 So don’t leave me! Trouble is near, and there is no one to help me.
12 My enemies surround me like angry bulls. They are like the powerful bulls of Bashan, and they are all around me.
13 Their mouths are opened wide, like a lion roaring and tearing at its prey.
14 My strength is gone, like water poured out on the ground. My bones have separated. My courage is gone.
15 My mouth is as dry as a piece of baked pottery. My tongue is sticking to the roof of my mouth. You have left me dying in the dust.
16 The “dogs” are all around me— a pack of evil people has trapped me. They have pierced my hands and feet.