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11 Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help.
12 Many bulls have surrounded me, strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.
13 they gape on me with their mouths as a tearing 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 within me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; and you have brought me into the dust of death.
16 For dogs have surrounded me; a gang of evil-doers has encircled me. They pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I can count all my bones. People stare and gloat over me.
18 They divide My garments among them and cast lots for My clothing.
19 But You, O LORD, be not far off; O My Strength, hurry to help Me!
20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dog.
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion, and from the horns of the wild oxen answer me.