¹¹ Do not be far from me,^(A)
    for trouble is near^(B)
    and there is no one to help.^(C)

¹² Many bulls^(D) surround me;^(E)
    strong bulls of Bashan^(F) encircle me.
¹³ Roaring lions^(G) that tear their prey^(H)
    open their mouths wide^(I) against me.
¹⁴ I am poured out like water,
    and all my bones are out of joint.^(J)
My heart has turned to wax;^(K)
    it has melted^(L) within me.

¹⁴ With his own spear you pierced his head
    when his warriors stormed out to scatter us,^(A)
gloating as though about to devour
    the wretched^(B) who were in hiding.