Psalm 22:15-17

English Standard Version Anglicised

¹⁵ my strength is ^(A)dried up like a potsherd,
    and my ^(B)tongue sticks to my jaws;
    you lay me in the dust of death.
¹⁶ For ^(C)dogs encompass me;
    a company of evildoers ^(D)encircles me;
they have ^(E)pierced my hands and feet^[a]—
¹⁷ I can count all my bones—
they ^(F)stare and gloat over me;