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(2) 11 Be thou not far away from me, for tribulation exceeding great is near at hand, for helper there is none.

12 Me many bulls on every side about have compassed: the mighty-bulls of Bashan have me round environed.

13 They have with their wide-opened-mouths so gaped me upon; like as it were a ravening and a roaring Lion.

14 As water I am poured-out, and all my bones sundred: my heart in midst of my bowels, is like to wax melted.

15 My strength like a potsherd is dried; and my tongue fast cleaveth unto my jaws, and thou hast brought me to the dust of death.

16 For dogs have compast me about; th’ assembly me beset of the wicked; they pierced through my hands, also my feet.

17 My bones I may them number all: they look’t, they did me view.

18 My cloths among them they did part: and lot for my coat threw.

19 But thou Lord be not far, my strength, to help me hasten thou.

20 My soul from sword, my darling from the power of dogs rescue.

21 And from the mouth of the Lion give me salvation free: for thou from horns of Unicorns answer hast given me.

22 Thy name, I will declare to them that Brethren are to me: in midst of congregation I will give praise to thee.