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 gaped upon me with their mouths, 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.

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11 Do not be far from me,(A)
    for trouble is near(B)
    and there is no one to help.(C)

12 Many bulls(D) surround me;(E)
    strong bulls of Bashan(F) encircle me.
13 Roaring lions(G) that tear their prey(H)
    open their mouths wide(I) against me.
14 I am poured out like water,
    and all my bones are out of joint.(J)
My heart has turned to wax;(K)
    it has melted(L) within me.
15 My mouth[a] is dried up like a potsherd,(M)
    and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;(N)
    you lay me in the dust(O) of death.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 22:15 Probable reading of the original Hebrew text; Masoretic Text strength