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?
To him that excelleth upon Aiieleth Hasshahar. A Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me, and art so farre from mine health, and from the wordes of my roaring?
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 crie by day, but thou hearest not, and by night, but haue no audience.
3 Yet You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
But thou art holy, and doest inhabite the prayses of Israel.
4 In You our fathers trusted; they trusted and You delivered them.
Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didest deliuer them.
5 They cried out to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disappointed.
They called vpon thee, and were deliuered: 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 worme, and not a man: a shame of men, and the contempt of the people.
7 All who see me mock me; they sneer and shake their heads:
All they that see me, haue me in derision: they make a mowe and nod 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 trusted in the Lord, let him deliuer him: let him saue him, seeing he loueth him.
9 Yet You brought me forth from the womb; You made me secure at my mother’s breast.
But thou didest draw me out of ye wombe: thou gauest me hope, euen at my mothers breasts.
10 From birth I was cast upon You; from my mother’s womb You have been my God.
I was cast vpon thee, euen from ye wombe: thou art my God from my mothers belly.
11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
Many yong bulles haue compassed me: mightie bulles of Bashan haue closed me about.
13 They open their jaws against me like lions that roar and maul.
They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.
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 like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes 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 dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me 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 dogges haue compassed me, and the assemblie of the wicked haue inclosed me: they perced mine hands and my feete.
17 I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me.
I may tell all my bones: yet they beholde, and looke vpon me.
18 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
They part my garments among them, and cast lottes vpon my vesture.
19 But You, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.
But be thou not farre off, O Lord, my strength: hasten to helpe me.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of wild dogs.
Deliuer my soule from the sword: my desolate soule from the power of the dogge.
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion; at the horns of the wild oxen You have answered me!
Saue me from the lyons mouth, and answere me in sauing me from the hornes of the vnicornes.
22 I will proclaim Your name to my brothers; I will praise You in the assembly.
I wil declare thy Name vnto my brethren: in the middes of the Congregation will I praise thee, saying,
23 You who fear the LORD, praise Him! All descendants of Jacob, honor Him! All offspring of Israel, revere Him!
Prayse the Lord, ye that feare him: magnifie ye him, all the seede of Iaakob, and feare ye him, all the seede 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 hath not despised nor abhorred ye affliction of the poore: neither hath he hid his face from him, but when he called vnto him, he heard.
25 My praise for You resounds in the great assembly; I will fulfill my vows before those who fear You.
My prayse shalbe of thee in the great Congregation: my vowes will I perfourme before them that feare him.
26 The poor will eat and be satisfied; those who seek the LORD will praise Him. May your hearts live forever!
The poore shall eate and be satisfied: they that seeke after the Lord, shall prayse him: your heart shall liue for euer.
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 endes of the worlde shall remember themselues, and turne to the Lord: and all the kinreds of the nations shall worship before thee.
28 For dominion belongs to the LORD and He rules over the nations.
For the kingdome is the Lords, and he ruleth among 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 they that be fat in the earth, shall eate and worship: all they that go downe into the dust, shall bowe before him, euen he that cannot quicken his owne soule.
30 Posterity will serve Him; they will declare the Lord to a new generation.
Their seede shall serue him: it shalbe counted vnto the Lord for a generation.
31 They will come and proclaim His righteousness to a people yet unborn— all that He has done.
They shall come, and shall declare his righteousnesse vnto a people that shall be borne, because he hath done it.
