15 My strength is dried up like baked clay;(A)
my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.(B)
You put me into the dust of death.(C)
16 For dogs have surrounded me;(D)
a gang of evildoers has closed in on me;
they pierced[a] my hands and my feet.(E)
17 I can count all my bones;
people[b] look and stare at me.(F)

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 22:16 Some Hb mss, LXX, Syr; other Hb mss read me; like a lion
  2. Psalm 22:17 Lit they

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