Psalm 22:16-18

Tree of Life Version

¹⁶ My strength is dried up like a clay pot,
my tongue clings to my jaws.
You lay me in the dust of death.
¹⁷ For dogs have surrounded me.
A band of evildoers has closed in on me.
They pierced^[a] my hands and my feet.
¹⁸ I can count all my bones.
They stare, they gape at me.