Psalm 22:15

Verse 15 of 31. The 22nd of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.

11Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.

12Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

13They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.

14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.

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

16For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

17I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.

18They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.

19But be not thou far from me, O Lord: O my strength, haste thee to help me.

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Psalm 22:15 in the World English Bible

My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
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Matthew Henry on Psalm 22:15

He is here dying (v. 14, 15), dying in pain and anguish, because he was to satisfy for sin, which brought in pain, and for which we must otherwise have lain in everlasting anguish. Here is, (1.) The dissolution of the whole frame of his body: I am poured out like water, weak as water, and yielding to the power of death, emptying himself of all the supports of his human nature. (2.) The dislocation of his bones.

Read Matthew Henry on Psalm 22:11–21: The Sufferings of the Messiah; The Messiah Supported in His Sufferings.

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King James Version. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.