Christian Standard Bible
Psalms 22:13-17
13They open their mouths against me — lions, mauling and roaring.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed; my heart is like wax, melting within me.
15My strength is dried up like baked clay; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You put me into the dust of death.
16For dogs have surrounded me; a gang of evildoers has closed in on me; they pierced my hands and my feet.
17I can count all my bones; people look and stare at me.
Commentaries on Psalms 22
- Adam Clarke Bible Commentary
- Barnes’ Notes on the Bible
- Matthew Henry Concise Commentary
- Tyndale Open Study Notes
- Jamieson–Fausset–Brown Commentary
- Rashi on Tanakh
- Calvin’s Commentaries
- Keil & Delitzsch Commentary
- John Wesley’s Notes
- The Treasury of David
- Darby Translation Notes
- Geneva Bible Translation Notes
- Kingcomments
- Matthew Henry’s Complete Commentary
- Matthew Henry’s Modern English Commentary
- Scofield Reference Notes, 1917 Edition
- Seventh-day Adventist Bible Commentary
- EGW Writings
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