A Prophecy of the Cross

Psalms 22:14-18

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts away within me.

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

For dogs surround me; a band of evil men encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet.

I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me.

They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.