Psalms 22:15

My strength is dried up like baked clay; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You put me into the dust of death.

my strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to my jaws; you lay me in the dust of death.

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.

My strength is dried up like a piece of pottery, And my tongue clings to my jaws; And You lay me in the dust of death.

My mouth is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, And My tongue clings to My jaws; You have brought Me to the dust of death.

My strength has dried up like sunbaked clay. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have laid me in the dust and left me for dead.

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.