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15 (A)My strength is dried up like a potsherd,
And (B)My tongue clings to My jaws;
You have brought Me to the dust of death.

16 For dogs have surrounded Me;
The congregation of the wicked has enclosed Me.
(C)They[a] pierced My hands and My feet;
17 I can count all My bones.
(D)They look and stare at Me.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 22:16 So with some Heb. mss., LXX, Syr., Vg.; MT Like a lion instead of They pierced

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