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 music director. To the tune “Doe of the Dawn.” A psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far away when I groan, asking for help?
2 I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest.
My God, every day I cry out to you, but you don't answer; at night too, but I get no rest.
3 Yet You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
Yet you are holy, and the praises of Israel are your throne.
4 In You our fathers trusted; they trusted and You delivered them.
Our forefathers trusted in you; they trusted and you rescued them.
5 They cried out to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disappointed.
They cried out to you for help, and they were saved. They trusted in you and were not defeated.
6 But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by the people.
But I'm a worm, not a man, scorned and despised by everyone.
7 All who see me mock me; they sneer and shake their heads:
People who see me mock me. They laugh at me and shake their heads, saying,
8 “He trusts in the LORD, let the LORD deliver him; let the LORD rescue him, since He delights in him.”
“He trusts in the Lord—well then, let the Lord save him! If the Lord is such a friend, then let the Lord rescue him!”
9 Yet You brought me forth from the womb; You made me secure at my mother’s breast.
However, you brought me safely through birth, and led me to trust in you at my mother's breasts.
10 From birth I was cast upon You; from my mother’s womb You have been my God.
I was entrusted to you from birth; from the time I was born you have been my God.
11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
Do not be distant from me, because trouble is close by and no one else can help.
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
Enemies surround me like a herd of bulls; strong bulls from Bashan have encircled me.
13 They open their jaws against me like lions that roar and maul.
Like roaring lions tearing at their prey they open their mouths wide against me.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts away within me.
I feel like I'm being poured out like water. I'm falling apart as if all my bones have become loose. My mind feels like it's wax melting inside me.
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 has dried up like a piece of broken pottery. My tongue is stuck to the roof of my mouth. You're burying me as if I'm already dead.
16 For dogs surround me; a band of evil men encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet.
Evil men surround me like a pack of dogs. They have pierced my hands and feet.
17 I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me.
I'm so thin I can count all my bones. People stare at me and gloat.
18 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
They divide my clothing among them; they roll dice for my clothes.
19 But You, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.
But you, Lord, don't be far away from me! You are my strength—hurry, come and help me!
20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of wild dogs.
Save me from death by the sword! Save my life—the only one I have—from the dogs!
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion; at the horns of the wild oxen You have answered me!
Rescue me from the mouth of the lion and from the wild bulls!
22 I will proclaim Your name to my brothers; I will praise You in the assembly.
I will tell my people all the wonderful things you have done; I will praise you in the congregation.
23 You who fear the LORD, praise Him! All descendants of Jacob, honor Him! All offspring of Israel, revere Him!
Praise the Lord, all who worship him! Honor him, every descendant of Jacob! Be in awe of him, every descendant of Israel!
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 ridiculed or scorned the suffering of the poor; he has not turned away from them, he has listened to their cries for help.
25 My praise for You resounds in the great assembly; I will fulfill my vows before those who fear You.
You are the subject of my praise in the great assembly. I will fulfill my promises before those who worship you.
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 they shall be satisfied. All who come to the Lord will praise him—may you all live forever!
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.
Everyone in the whole world will repent and return to the Lord; all the nations will worship before you.
28 For dominion belongs to the LORD and He rules over the nations.
For kingly power belongs to the Lord; he is the one who rules 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 who prosper come to feast and worship. Bow down before him, all those destined for the grave—for none can keep themselves alive.
30 Posterity will serve Him; they will declare the Lord to a new generation.
Our descendants will serve him; they will tell the next generation about the Lord.
31 They will come and proclaim His righteousness to a people yet unborn— all that He has done.
They will come and tell those yet to be born how good the Lord is, and all that he has done!
