16 \22:15\My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

17 \22:16\For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

18 \22:17\I may number all my bones: they look and stare upon me.