Psalms 22:13-17

13They open their mouths to devour me like a roaring lion that rips its prey.

14My strength drains away like water; all my bones are dislocated; my heart is like wax; it melts away inside me.

15The roof of my mouth is as dry as a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to my gums. You set me in the dust of death.

16Yes, wild dogs surround me – a gang of evil men crowd around me; like a lion they pin my hands and feet.

17I can count all my bones; my enemies are gloating over me in triumph.