“My strength is dried up like a potsherd.My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.You have brought me into the dust of death.”
Psalm 22:15 (WEB)
Context Reading
13They open their mouths wide against me,lions tearing prey and roaring. 14I am poured out like water.All my bones are out of joint.My heart is like wax.It is melted within me. 15My strength is dried up like a potsherd.My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.You have brought me into the dust of death. 16For dogs have surrounded me.A company of evildoers have enclosed me.They have pierced my hands and feet. 17I can count all of my bones.They look and stare at me.