I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evil-doers have enclosed me. They pierced my hands and my feet.
I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.
They divide my garments among them. They cast lots for my clothing.