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15 My strength is dried up like broken pottery;
    my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth,[a]
        and you have brought me down to the dust of death.

16 For dogs have surrounded me;
    a gang of those who practice evil has encircled me.
        They gouged[b] my hands and my[c] feet.
17 I can count all my bones.
    They look at me;
        they stare at me.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 22:15 Lit. to my jaws
  2. Psalm 22:16 So LXX Syr DSS 5/6 HevPS XHev/Se4; MT reads Like a lion
  3. Psalm 22:16 So MT; LXX lacks my

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