ERV(i)
11 Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.
12 Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
13 They gape upon me with their mouth, [as] a ravening and a roaring lion.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15 My Strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16 For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of evil-doers have enclosed me; they pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I may tell all my bones; they look and stare upon me:
18 They part my garments among them, and upon my vesture do they cast lots.
19 But be not thou far off, O LORD: O thou my succour, haste thee to help me.