Psalm 22

1. 1

   My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? *
   and are so far from my cry and from the words of my distress?

2. 2

   O my God, I cry in the daytime, but you do not answer; *
   by night as well, but I find no rest.

3. 3

   Yet you are the Holy One, *
   enthroned upon the praises of Israel.

4. 4

   Our forefathers put their trust in you; *
   they trusted, and you delivered them.

5. 5

   They cried out to you and were delivered; *
   they trusted in you and were not put to shame.

6. 6

   But as for me, I am a worm and no man, *
   scorned by all and despised by the people.

7. 7

   All who see me laugh me to scorn; *
   they curl their lips and wag their heads, saying,

8. 8

   "He trusted in the LORD; let him deliver him; *
   let him rescue him, if he delights in him."

9. 9

   Yet you are he who took me out of the womb, *
   and kept me safe upon my mother's breast.

10. 10

    I have been entrusted to you ever since I was born; *
    you were my God when I was still in my mother's womb.

11. 11

    Be not far from me, for trouble is near, *
    and there is none to help.

12. 12

    Many young bulls encircle me; *
    strong bulls of Bashan surround me.

13. 13

    They open wide their jaws at me, *
    like a ravening and a roaring lion.

14. 14

    I am poured out like water; all my bones are out of joint; *
    my heart within my breast is melting wax.

15. 15

    My mouth is dried out like a pot-sherd; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; *
    and you have laid me in the dust of the grave.

16. 16

    Packs of dogs close me in, and gangs of evildoers circle around me; *
    they pierce my hands and my feet; I can count all my bones.

17. 17

    They stare and gloat over me; *
    they divide my garments among them; they cast lots for my clothing.

18. 18

    Be not far away, O LORD; *
    you are my strength; hasten to help me.

19. 19

    Save me from the sword, *
    my life from the power of the dog.

20. 20

    Save me from the lion's mouth, *
    my wretched body from the horns of wild bulls.

21. 21

    I will declare your Name to my brethren; *
    in the midst of the congregation I will praise you.

22. 22

    Praise the LORD, you that fear him; *
    stand in awe of him, O offspring of Israel; all you of Jacob's line, give glory.

23. 23

    For he does not despise nor abhor the poor in their poverty; neither does he hide his face from them; *
    but when they cry to him he hears them.

24. 24

    My praise is of him in the great assembly; *
    I will perform my vows in the presence of those who worship him.

25. 25

    The poor shall eat and be satisfied, and those who seek the LORD shall praise him: *
    "May your heart live for ever!"

26. 26

    All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the LORD, *
    and all the families of the nations bow before him.

27. 27

    For kingship belongs to the LORD; *
    he rules over the nations.

28. 28

    To him alone all who sleep in the earth bow down in worship; *
    all who go down to the dust fall before him.

29. 29

    My soul shall live for him; my descendants shall serve him; *
    they shall be known as the LORD'S for ever.

30. 30

    They shall come and make known to a people yet unborn *
    the saving deeds that he has done.

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