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Psalm 22:15

15  My strength is xdried up like a potsherd;

And ymy tongue cleaveth to my jaws;

And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

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Psalm 22:15 — The New International Version (NIV)

15 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.

Psalm 22:15 — English Standard Version (ESV)

15 my strength is dried up like a potsherd,

and my tongue sticks to my jaws;

you lay me in the dust of death.

Psalm 22:15 — New Living Translation (NLT)

15 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.

Psalm 22:15 — The New King James Version (NKJV)

15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd,

And My tongue clings to My jaws;

You have brought Me to the dust of death.

Psalm 22:15 — New Century Version (NCV)

15 My strength has dried up like a clay pot,

and my tongue sticks to the top of my mouth.

You laid me in the dust of death.

Psalm 22:15 — American Standard Version (ASV 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.

Psalm 22:15 — 1890 Darby Bible (DARBY)

15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and thou hast laid me in the dust of death.

Psalm 22:15 — GOD’S WORD Translation (GW)

15 My strength is dried up like pieces of broken pottery.

My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.

You lay me down in the dust of death.

Psalm 22:15 — The Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)

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.

Psalm 22:15 — The New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)

15 my mouth is dried up like a potsherd,

and my tongue sticks to my jaws;

you lay me in the dust of death.

Psalm 22:15 — The Lexham English Bible (LEB)

15 My strength is dry like a potsherd,

and my tongue is sticking to my jaws;

and you have placed me in the dust of death.

Psalm 22:15 — New International Reader’s Version, 1998 ed. (NIrV) (NIrV)

15 My strength is dried up like a piece of broken pottery.

My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.

You bring me down to the edge of the grave.

Psalm 22:15 — New American Standard Bible: 1995 Update (NASB95)

15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd,

And my tongue cleaves to my jaws;

And You lay me in the dust of death.