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15 I am poured out like water,
    and all my bones are disjointed.
My heart is like wax—
    melting within my innards.
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.

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  1. Psalm 22:17 Or, is like a lion.