Psalms 22
1 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.
[For the Chief Musician; set to "The Doe of the Morning." A Psalm by David.] My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
2 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.
My God, I cry in the daytime, but you do not answer; in the night season, and am not silent.
3 But thou dwellest in the holy place, the praise of Israel.
But you are holy, you who inhabit the praises of Israel.
4 In thee have our fathers hoped: they have hoped, and thou hast delivered them.
Our fathers trusted in you. They trusted, and you delivered them.
5 They cried to thee, and they were saved: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
They cried to you, and escaped. They trusted in you, and were not put to shame.
6 But I am a worm, and no man: the reproach of men, and the outcast of the people.
But I am a worm, and no man; scorned by people and despised by the people.
7 All they that saw me have laughed me to scorn: they have spoken with the lips, and wagged the head.
All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,
8 He hoped in the Lord, let him deliver him: let him save him, seeing he delighteth in him.
"He trusts in the LORD; let him deliver him. Let him rescue him, since he delights in him."
9 For thou art he that hast drawn me out of the womb: my hope from the breasts of my mother.
But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust at my mother's breasts.
10 I was cast upon thee from the womb. From my mother’s womb thou art my God,
I was thrown on you from my mother's womb. You are my God since my mother bore me.
11 Depart not from me. For tribulation is very near: for there is none to help me.
Do not be 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 surrounded me. Mighty ones of Bashan have encircled me.
13 They have opened their mouths against me, as a lion ravening and roaring.
They open their mouths wide against me, like a lion tearing prey and roaring.
14 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.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15 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.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; and you have brought me into the dust of death.
16 For many dogs have encompassed me: the council of the malignant hath besieged me. They have dug my hands and feet.
For many dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and my feet.
17 They have numbered all my bones. And they have looked and stared upon me.
I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.
18 They parted my garments amongst them; and upon my vesture they cast lots.
They divide my clothes among themselves, and for my clothing they cast a lot.
19 But thou, O Lord, remove not thy help to a distance from me; look towards my defence.
But do not be far off, LORD. You are my help: hurry to help me.
20 Deliver, O God, my soul from the sword: my only one from the hand of the dog.
Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dog.
21 Save me from the lion’s mouth; and my lowness from the horns of the unicorns.
Save me from the lion's mouth. Yes, from the horns of the wild oxen, you have answered me.
22 I will declare thy name to my brethren: in the midst of the church will I praise thee.
I will declare your name to my brothers. In the midst of the assembly I will praise you.
23 Ye that fear the Lord, praise him: all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him.
You who fear the LORD, praise him. All you descendants of Jacob, glorify him. Revere him, all you descendants of Israel.
24 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.
For he has not despised or detested the affliction of the afflicted, nor has he hidden his face from him; but when he cried to him, he heard.
25 With thee is my praise in a great church: I will pay my vows in the sight of them that fear him.
Of you comes my praise in the great assembly. I will pay my vows before those who fear him.
26 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.
The humble shall eat and be satisfied. They shall praise the LORD who seek after him. Let your hearts live forever.
27 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.
Every part of the earth shall remember and turn to the LORD, and all the families of the nations shall worship before you.
28 For the kingdom is the Lord’s; and he shall have dominion over the nations.
For the kingdom is the LORD's, and he is the ruler over the nations.
29 All the fat ones of the earth have eaten and have adored: all they that go down to the earth shall fall before him.
All the prosperous of the earth shall eat and worship. All those who go down to the dust shall bow before him; and my soul shall live for him.
30 And to him my soul shall live: and my seed shall serve him.
Posterity shall serve him. Future generations shall be told about the LORD.
31 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.
They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born, for he has done it.
