Psalms 22

1 Unto the end. For the tasks of early morning. A Psalm of David. O God, my God, look upon me. Why have you forsaken me? Far from my salvation are the words of my offenses.

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?

2 My God, I will cry out by day, and you will not heed, and by night, and it will not be foolishness for me.

O my God, I cry in the day time, but you hear not; and in the night season, and am not silent.

3 But you dwell in holiness, O Praise of Israel.

But you are holy, O you that inhabit the praises of Israel.

4 In you, our fathers have hoped. They hoped, and you freed them.

Our fathers trusted in you: they trusted, and you did deliver them.

5 They cried out to you, and they were saved. In you, they hoped and were not confounded.

They cried to you, and were delivered: they trusted in you, and were not confounded.

6 But I am a worm and not a man: a disgrace among men, and an outcast of the people.

But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.

7 All those who saw me have derided me. They have spoken with the lips and shook the head.

All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,

8 He has hoped in the Lord, let him rescue him. Let him save him because he chooses him.

He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.

9 For you are the one who has drawn me out of the womb, my hope from the breasts of my mother.

But you are he that took me out of the womb: you did make me hope when I was on my mother’s breasts.

10 I have been thrown upon you from the womb; from the womb of my mother, you are my God.

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

11 Do not depart from me. For tribulation is near, since there is no one who may help me.

Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.

12 Many calves have surrounded me; fat bulls have besieged me.

Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

13 They have opened their mouths over me, just like a lion seizing and roaring.

They gaped on me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.

14 And so, I have been poured out like water, and all my bones have been scattered. My heart has become like wax, melting in the midst of my chest.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the middle of my bowels.

15 My strength has dried up like clay, and my tongue has adhered to my jaws. And you have pulled me down, into the dust of death.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue sticks to my jaws; and you have brought me into the dust of death.

16 For many dogs have surrounded me. The council of the malicious has besieged me. They have pierced my hands and feet.

For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

17 They have numbered all my bones. And they have examined me and stared at me.

I may tell all my bones: they look and stare on me.

18 They divided my garments among them, and over my vestment, they cast lots.

They part my garments among them, and cast lots on my clothing.

19 But you, O Lord, do not take your help far from me; be attentive to my defense.

But be not you far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste you to help me.

20 O God, rescue my soul from the spear, and my only one from the hand of the dog.

Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.

21 Save me from the mouth of the lion, and my humility from the horns of the single-horned beast.

Save me from the lion’s mouth: for you have heard me from the horns of the unicorns.

22 I will declare your name to my brothers. In the midst of the Church, I will praise you.

I will declare your name to my brothers: in the middle of the congregation will I praise you.

23 You who fear the Lord, praise him. All the offspring of Jacob, glorify him.

You that fear the LORD, praise him; all you the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all you the seed of Israel.

24 May all the offspring of Israel fear him. For he has neither spurned nor despised the pleas of the poor. Neither has he turned his face away from me. And when I cried out to him, he heeded me.

For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither has he hid his face from him; but when he cried to him, he heard.

25 My praise is with you, within a great church. I will pay my vows in the sight of those who fear him.

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

26 The poor will eat and be satisfied, and those who yearn for the Lord will praise him. Their hearts will live forever and ever.

The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.

27 All the ends of the earth will remember, and they will be converted to the Lord. And all the families of the Gentiles will adore in his sight.

All the ends of the world shall remember and turn to the LORD: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before you.

28 For the kingdom belongs to the Lord, and he will have dominion over the Gentiles.

For the kingdom is the LORD’s: and he is the governor among the nations.

29 All the fat of the earth have gnashed their teeth, and they have adored. In his sight, they will fall down, all those who descend to the ground.

All they that be fat on earth shall eat and worship: all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him: and none can keep alive his own soul.

30 And my soul will live for him, and my offspring will serve him.

A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.

31 There will be announced for the Lord a future generation, and the heavens will announce his justice to a people who will be born, whom the Lord has made.

They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born, that he has done this.