upon Me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
14 I 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
strength is dried up like a potsherd; and My tongue cleaveth to My
jaws; and Thou hast brought Me into the
Dust of Death.
The Psalmist, guided by God, writing of the Crucifixion around 1000 B.C.
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