Catholic Public Domain Version
"My strength has dried up like clay, and my tongue has adhered to my jaws. And you have pulled me down, into the dust of death. "
— Psalms 21:16, Catholic Public Domain Version
“My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue hath cleaved to my jaws: and thou hast brought me down into the dust of death.”
Many calves have surrounded me; fat bulls have besieged me.
They have opened their mouths over me, just like a lion seizing and roaring.
And so, I have been poured out like water, and all my bones have been scattered. My heart has become like wax, melting in the midst of my chest.
My strength has dried up like clay, and my tongue has adhered to my jaws. And you have pulled me down, into the dust of death.
For many dogs have surrounded me. The council of the malicious has besieged me. They have pierced my hands and feet.
They have numbered all my bones. And they have examined me and stared at me.
They divided my garments among them, and over my vestment, they cast lots.