Psalm 22:15-17

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition

¹⁵my mouth^[a] is dried up like a potsherd,
and my tongue sticks to my jaws;
you lay me in the dust of death.^(A)

¹⁶For dogs are all around me;
a company of evildoers encircles me;
they bound my hands and feet.^[b]^(B)
¹⁷I can count all my bones.
They stare and gloat over me;