13. Roaring lions that tear their preyopen their mouths wide against me.
14. I am poured out like water,and all my bones are out of joint.My heart has turned to wax;it has melted within me.
15. My mouth is dried up like a potsherd,and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;you lay me in the dust of death.
16. Dogs surround me,a pack of villains encircles me;they pierce my hands and my feet.
17. All my bones are on display;people stare and gloat over me.
18. They divide my clothes among themand cast lots for my garment.
19. But you, Lord, do not be far from me.You are my strength; come quickly to help me.