Webster(i)
12 (22:11)Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.
13 (22:12)Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
14 (22:13)They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
15 (22:14)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.
16 (22:15)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.