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15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd;
And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;
And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16 For dogs have compassed me:
A company of evil-doers have inclosed me;
[a]They pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I may count all my bones.
They look and stare upon me;

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  1. Psalm 22:16 So the Septuagint, Vulgate, and Syriac. The Hebrew text as pointed reads, Like a lion, my etc.