BSB(i)
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
13 They open their jaws against me like lions that roar and maul.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts away within me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me in the dust of death.