Psalm 22:15 - Revised Standard Version CI15 my strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaves to my jaws; thou dost lay me in the dust of death. Féach an chaibidilTuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 176915 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. Féach an chaibidilAmplified Bible - Classic Edition15 My strength is dried up like a fragment of clay pottery; [with thirst] my tongue cleaves to my jaws; and You have brought me into the dust of death. [John 19:28.] Féach an chaibidilAmerican Standard Version (1901)15 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. Féach an chaibidilCommon English Bible15 My strength is dried up like a piece of broken pottery. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you’ve set me down in the dirt of death. Féach an chaibidil |