14 Like water I'm pour'd out, my bonesall out of joint do part:Amidst my bowels, as the wax,so melted is my heart.
15 My strength is like a potsherd dry'd;my tongue it cleaveth fastUnto my jaws; and to the dustof death thou brought me hast.
16 For dogs have compass'd me about:the wicked, that did meetIn their assembly, me inclos'd;they pierc'd my hands and feet.
17 I all my bones may tell; they doupon me look and stare.
18 Upon my vesture lots they cast,and clothes among them share.
19 But be not far, O Lord, my strength;haste to give help to me.
20 From sword my soul, from pow'r of dogsmy darling set thou free.