< 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?
Unto the end, for the morning protection, a psalm for David. O God my God, look upon me: why hast thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation are the words of my sins.
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 shall cry by day, and thou wilt not hear: and by night, and it shall not be reputed as folly in me.
3 Yet You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
But thou dwellest in the holy place, the praise of Israel.
4 In You our fathers trusted; they trusted and You delivered them.
In thee have our fathers hoped: they have hoped, and thou hast delivered them.
5 They cried out to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disappointed.
They cried to thee, and they were saved: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
6 But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by the people.
But I am a worm, and no man: the reproach of men, and the outcast of the people.
7 All who see me mock me; they sneer and shake their heads:
All they that saw me have laughed me to scorn: they have spoken with the lips, and wagged the head.
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, seeing he delighteth in him.
9 Yet You brought me forth from the womb; You made me secure at my mother’s breast.
For thou art he that hast drawn me out of the womb: my hope from the breasts of my mother.
10 From birth I was cast upon You; from my mother’s womb You have been my God.
I was cast upon thee from the womb. From my mother’s womb thou art my God,
11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
Depart not from me. For tribulation is very near: for there is none to help me.
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
Many calves have surrounded me: fat bulls have besieged me.
13 They open their jaws against me like lions that roar and maul.
They have opened their mouths against me, as a lion ravening and roaring.
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 scattered. My heart is become like wax melting in the midst of my bowels.
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 hath cleaved to my jaws: and thou hast brought me down into 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 encompassed me: the council of the malignant hath besieged me. They have dug my hands and feet.
17 I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me.
They have numbered all my bones. And they have looked and stared upon me.
18 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
They parted my garments amongst them; and upon my vesture they cast lots.
19 But You, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.
But thou, O Lord, remove not thy help to a distance from me; look towards my defence.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of wild dogs.
Deliver, O God, my soul from the sword: my only one from the hand 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 my lowness 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 thy name to my brethren: in the midst of the church will I praise thee.
23 You who fear the LORD, praise Him! All descendants of Jacob, honor Him! All offspring of Israel, revere Him!
Ye that fear the Lord, praise him: all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify 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.
Let all the seed of Israel fear him: because he hath not slighted nor despised the supplication of the poor man. Neither hath he turned away his face from me: and 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.
With thee is my praise in a great church: I will pay my vows in the sight of 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 shall be filled: and they shall praise the Lord that seek him: their hearts shall live for ever and 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 shall be converted to the Lord: And all the kindreds of the Gentiles shall adore in his sight.
28 For dominion belongs to the LORD and He rules over the nations.
For the kingdom is the Lord’s; and he shall have dominion over 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 have adored: all they that go down to the earth shall fall before him.
30 Posterity will serve Him; they will declare the Lord to a new generation.
And to him my soul shall live: and my seed shall serve him.
31 They will come and proclaim His righteousness to a people yet unborn— all that He has done.
There shall be declared to the Lord a generation to come: and the heavens shall shew forth his justice to a people that shall be born, which the Lord hath made.

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