Psalm 22:15-17

Young's Literal Translation

¹⁵ Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.

¹⁶ And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.

¹⁷ I count all my bones -- they look expectingly, They look upon me,