Ps.22.17

I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.

Ps.22.17

and lock me in a cage--a bag Of bones in a cage, stared at by every passerby.

Ps.22.17

I can count all My bones. They look and stare at Me.

Ps.22.17

I can count every bone in my body. My enemies stare at me and gloat.