Psalms 22

1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Doe of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from saving me, so far from my words of groaning?

For the end, concerning the morning aid, a Psalm of David. O God, my God, attend to me: why have you forsaken me? the account of my transgressions is far from my salvation.

2 I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest.

O my God, I will cry to you by day, but you will not hear: and by night, and [it shall] not [be accounted] for folly to me.

3 Yet You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.

But you, the praise of Israel, dwell in a sanctuary.

4 In You our fathers trusted; they trusted and You delivered them.

Our fathers hoped in you; they hoped, and you did deliver them.

5 They cried out to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disappointed.

They cried to you, and were saved: they hoped in you, and were not ashamed.

6 But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by the people.

But I am a worm, and not a man; a reproach of men, and scorn of the people.

7 All who see me mock me; they sneer and shake their heads:

All that saw me mocked me: they spoke with [their] lips, they shook the head, [saying],

8 “He trusts in the LORD, let the LORD deliver him; let the LORD rescue him, since He delights in him.”

He hoped in the Lord: let him deliver him, let him save him, because he takes pleasure in him.

9 Yet You brought me forth from the womb; You made me secure at my mother’s breast.

For you are he that drew me out of the womb; my hope from my mother's breasts.

10 From birth I was cast upon You; from my mother’s womb You have been my God.

I was cast on you from the womb: you are my God from my mother's belly.

11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.

Stand not aloof from me; for affliction is near; for there is no helper.

12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.

Many bullocks have compassed me: fat bulls have beset me round.

13 They open their jaws against me like lions that roar and maul.

They have opened their mouth against me, as a ravening and roaring lion.

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

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are loosened: my heart in the midst of my belly is become like melting wax.

15 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.

My strength is dried up, like a potsherd; and my tongue is glued to my throat; and you have brought me down to the dust of death.

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

For many dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked doers has beset me round: they pierced my hands and my feet.

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

They counted all my bones; and they observed and looked upon me.

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

They parted my garments [amongst] themselves, and cast lots upon my raiment.

19 But You, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.

But you, O Lord, remove not my help afar off: be ready for mine aid.

20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of wild dogs.

Deliver my soul from the sword; my only-begotten one from the power of the dog.

21 Save me from the mouth of the lion; at the horns of the wild oxen You have answered me!

Save me from the lion's mouth; and [regard] my lowliness from the horns of the unicorns.

22 I will proclaim Your name to my brothers; I will praise You in the assembly.

I will declare your name to my brethren: in the midst of the church will I sing praise to you.

23 You who fear the LORD, praise Him! All descendants of Jacob, honor Him! All offspring of Israel, revere Him!

You that fear the Lord, praise him; all you seed of Jacob, glorify him: let all the seed of Israel fear him.

24 For He has not despised or detested the torment of the afflicted. He has not hidden His face from him, but has attended to his cry for help.

For he has not despised nor been angry at the supplication of the poor; nor turned away his face from me; but when I cried to him, he heard me.

25 My praise for You resounds in the great assembly; I will fulfill my vows before those who fear You.

My praise is of you in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.

26 The poor will eat and be satisfied; those who seek the LORD will praise Him. May your hearts live forever!

The poor shall eat and be satisfied; and they shall praise the Lord that seek him: their heart shall live for ever.

27 All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD. All the families of the nations will bow down before Him.

All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the Lord: and all the kindred of the nations shall worship before him.

28 For dominion belongs to the LORD and He rules over the nations.

For the kingdom is the Lord's; and he is the governor of the nations.

29 All the rich of the earth will feast and worship; all who go down to the dust will kneel before Him— even those unable to preserve their lives.

All the fat ones of the earth have eaten and worshipped: all that go down to the earth shall fall down before him: my soul also lives to him.

30 Posterity will serve Him; they will declare the Lord to a new generation.

And my seed shall serve him: the generation that is coming shall be reported to the Lord.

31 They will come and proclaim His righteousness to a people yet unborn— all that He has done.

And they shall report his righteousness to the people that shall be born, whom the Lord has made.