Psalms 22:17 YLT

¹⁵  Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.

¹⁶  And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.

¹⁷  I count all my bones -- they look expectingly, They look upon me,

¹⁸  They apportion my garments to themselves, And for my clothing they cause a lot to fall.

¹⁹  And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.