10 From birth I was cast on you;from my mother’s womb you have been my God.
11 Do not be far from me,for trouble is nearand there is no one to help.
12 Many bulls surround me;strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
13 Roaring lions that tear their preyopen their mouths wide against me.
14 I am poured out like water,and all my bones are out of joint.My heart has turned to wax;it has melted within me.
15 My mouth is dried up like a potsherd,and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;you lay me in the dust of death.
16 Dogs surround me,a pack of villains encircles me;they pierce my hands and my feet.