Psa 22:15-17 | ESV | STEP | my strength is dried up like a potsherd , and my tongue sticks to my jaws ; you lay me in the dust of death .

Psalms 22:15-17

15 my strength is ^adried up like a potsherd,
and my ^btongue sticks to my jaws;
you lay me in the dust of death.
16 For ^cdogs encompass me;
a company of evildoers ^dencircles me;
they have ^epierced my hands and feet ^{▼▼Some Hebrew manuscripts, Septuagint, Vulgate, Syriac; most Hebrew manuscripts like a lion [they are at] my hands and feet}—
17 I can count all my bones—
they ^gstare and gloat over me;