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Scripture Context
Psalms 22:15 - Psalms 22:25
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.
16 For dogs have compassed me; the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me; they pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I may tell all my bones; they look and stare upon me.
18 They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
19 But be not thou far from me, O Lord; O my strength, haste thee to help me.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.
21 Save me from the lion's mouth, for thou hast heard me speak from the secret places of the wilderness, through the horns of the unicorns.
22 I will declare thy name unto my brethren; in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
23 Ye that fear the Lord; praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.
24 For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.
25 My praise shall be of thee in the great congregation; I will pay my vows before them that fear him.