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14 I am like water poured out; and all My bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is molten in the midst of My core.

15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and My tongue clings to My jaws; and You have brought Me into the dust of death.

16 For dogs have surrounded Me; the assembly of the wicked have encircled Me. They pierced My hands and My feet.

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