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11 Thou wilt not remove far from me, for straits draw near; for none helping.
12 Many bulls surrounded me: the strong of Bashan surrounded me.
13 They opened their mouth upon me, a lion rending and roaring.
14 I was poured out as water, and all my bones were sundered; my heart was as wax being melted in the midst of my bowels.
15 My strength was dried up as the potsherd, and my tongue cleaving to my jaws; and thou wilt set me for the dust of death.
16 For dogs surrounded me: the assembly of those being evil moved round about me: they digged my hands and my feet
17 I shall number all my bones: they will behold and look upon me.
18 They will divide my garments to them, and upon my clothing they will cast the lot
19 And thou, O Jehovah, wilt not be far off: O my strength, hasten to help me.