"He trusts in the LORD; let the LORD rescue him.1 Let him deliver him,2 since he delights3 in him."
Yet you brought me out of the womb;4 you made me trust5 in you even at my mother's breast.
From birth6 I was cast upon you; from my mother's womb you have been my God.
Do not be far from me,7 for trouble is near8 and there is no one to help.912
Many bulls10 surround me;11 strong bulls of Bashan12 encircle me.
Roaring lions13 tearing their prey14 open their mouths wide15 against me.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint.16 My heart has turned to wax;17 it has melted away18 within me.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd,19 and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;20 you lay mea in the dust21 of death.
Dogs22 have surrounded me; a band of evil men has encircled me, they have piercedb23 my hands and my feet.
I can count all my bones; people stare24 and gloat over me.2518
They divide my garments among them and cast lots26 for my clothing.27