My strengthᵃ is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me in the dust of death.
Psalms 22:15
תְּהִלִּים 22:15
תְּהִלִּים 22:15
My strengthᵃ is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me in the dust of death.