Psalm 22:12–18 (CSB)
12 Many bulls surround me; strong ones of Bashan encircle me.
13 They open their mouths against me— lions, mauling and roaring.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed; my heart is like wax, melting within me.
15 My strength is dried up like baked clay; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You put me into the dust of death.
16 For dogs have surrounded me; a gang of evildoers has closed in on me; they pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I can count all my bones; people look and stare at me.
18 They divided my garments among themselves, and they cast lots for my clothing.
My enemies are on all sides
- and their attacks are relentless,
- you are my protector.
When lions clamp down on my guts,
- you are the teeth-breaker and my healer.
When I am buried,
- you call me out of the ground.
When I was dead in my sins,
- you lived, died, and rose alive
- so that I might live.
You have never left me.
You have always been with me
- even when I did not know nor loved you.
You have always been there.
And I will forever worship you, my God.