“My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me in the dust of death.”
Psalm 22:15 (BSB)
Context Reading
13They open their jaws against me like lions that roar and maul. 14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts away within me. 15My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me in the dust of death. 16For dogs surround me; a band of evil men encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet. 17I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me.