12. Do not stay far from me,for trouble is near,and there is no one to help.
13. Many bulls surround me;fierce bulls of Bashan encircle me.
14. They open their mouths against me,lions that rend and roar.
15. Like water my life drains away;all my bones are disjointed.My heart has become like wax,it melts away within me.
16. As dry as a potsherd is my throat;my tongue cleaves to my palate;you lay me in the dust of death.
17. Dogs surround me;a pack of evildoers closes in on me.They have pierced my hands and my feet
18. I can count all my bones.They stare at me and gloat;
19. they divide my garments among them;for my clothing they cast lots.
20. But you, Lord, do not stay far off;my strength, come quickly to help me.