9 But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts. |
10 I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother's belly. |
11 Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. |
12 Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. |
13 They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. |
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. |
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death. |
16 For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet. |
17 I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me. |
18 They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture. |
19 But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me. |
20 Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog. |
21 Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns. |
22 I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee. |
