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Many bulls have surrounded Me; Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled Me.
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They gape at Me with their mouths, Like a raging and roaring lion.
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I am poured out like water, And all My bones are out of joint; My heart is like wax; It has melted within Me.
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My strength is dried up like a potsherd, And My tongue clings to My jaws; You have brought Me to the dust of death.
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For dogs have surrounded Me; The congregation of the wicked has enclosed Me. They pierced My hands and My feet;
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I can count all My bones. They look and stare at Me.
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They divide My garments among them, And for My clothing they cast lots.
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But You, O Lord, do not be far from Me; O My Strength, hasten to help Me!
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Deliver Me from the sword, My precious life from the power of the dog.
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Save Me from the lion's mouth And from the horns of the wild oxen! You have answered Me.
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I will declare Your name to My brethren; In the midst of the assembly I will praise You.