Psalms 22:15-19

My strength is dried up like a piece of pottery, And my tongue clings to my jaws; And You lay me in the dust of death.

For dogs have surrounded me; A band of evildoers has encompassed me; They pierced my hands and my feet.

I can count all my bones. They look, they stare at me;

They divide my garments among them, And they cast lots for my clothing.

But You, Lord, do not be far away; You who are my help, hurry to my assistance.