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.
21 Out of the roaring lion's mouthdo thou me shield and save:For from the horns of unicornsan ear to me thou gave.
22 I will shew forth thy name untothose that my brethren are;Amidst the congregationthy praise I will declare.