Psalms 22
1 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?
For the leader; set to “Deer of the Dawn”. A psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you left me, my rescue so far from the words of my roaring?
2 My God, every day I cry out to you, but you don't answer; at night too, but I get no rest.
I cry in the day, you do not answer, I cry in the night but find no rest.
3 Yet you are holy, and the praises of Israel are your throne.
You are the Holy One, throned on the praises of Israel.
4 Our forefathers trusted in you; they trusted and you rescued them.
In you our ancestors trusted, they trusted and you delivered them.
5 They cried out to you for help, and they were saved. They trusted in you and were not defeated.
They cried to you, and found safety, in you did they trust and were not put to shame.
6 But I'm a worm, not a man, scorned and despised by everyone.
But I am a worm, not a person; insulted by others, despised by the people.
7 People who see me mock me. They laugh at me and shake their heads, saying,
All who see me mock me, with mouths wide open and wagging heads:
8 “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!”
‘He relies on the Lord; let him save him. Let him rescue the one he holds dear!’
9 However, you brought me safely through birth, and led me to trust in you at my mother's breasts.
But you drew me from the womb, laid me safely on my mother’s breasts.
10 I was entrusted to you from birth; from the time I was born you have been my God.
On your care was I cast from my very birth, you are my God from my mother’s womb.
11 Do not be distant from me, because trouble is close by and no one else can help.
Be not far from me, for trouble is nigh, and there is none to help.
12 Enemies surround me like a herd of bulls; strong bulls from Bashan have encircled me.
I am circled by many bulls, beset by the mighty of Bashan,
13 Like roaring lions tearing at their prey they open their mouths wide against me.
who face me with gaping jaws, like ravening roaring lions.
14 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.
Poured out am I like water, and all my bones are loosened. My heart is become like wax, melted within me.
15 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.
My palate is dry as a sherd, my tongue sticks to my jaws; in the dust of death you lay me.
16 Evil men surround me like a pack of dogs. They have pierced my hands and feet.
For dogs are round about me, a band of knaves encircles me, gnawing my hands and my feet.
17 I'm so thin I can count all my bones. People stare at me and gloat.
I can count my bones, every one. As for them, they feast their eyes on me.
18 They divide my clothing among them; they roll dice for my clothes.
They divide my garments among them, and over my raiment cast lots.
19 But you, Lord, don't be far away from me! You are my strength—hurry, come and help me!
But you, O Lord, be not far, O my strength, hasten to help me.
20 Save me from death by the sword! Save my life—the only one I have—from the dogs!
Deliver my life from the sword my life from the power of the dogs.
21 Rescue me from the mouth of the lion and from the wild bulls!
Save me from the jaws of the lion, from the horns of the wild oxen help me.
22 I will tell my people all the wonderful things you have done; I will praise you in the congregation.
I will tell of your fame to my kindred, and in the assembly will praise you.
23 Praise the Lord, all who worship him! Honor him, every descendant of Jacob! Be in awe of him, every descendant of Israel!
Praise the Lord, you who fear him. All Jacob’s seed, give him glory. All Israel’s seed, stand in awe of him.
24 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.
For he has not despised nor abhorred the sorrow of the sorrowful. He hid not his face from me, but he listened to my cry for help.
25 You are the subject of my praise in the great assembly. I will fulfill my promises before those who worship you.
Of you is my praise in the great congregation; my vows I will pay before those who fear him.
26 The poor shall eat, and they shall be satisfied. All who come to the Lord will praise him—may you all live forever!
The afflicted will eat to their heart’s desire, and those who seek after the Lord will praise him. Lift up your hearts forever.
27 Everyone in the whole world will repent and return to the Lord; all the nations will worship before you.
All will call it to mind, to the ends of the earth, and turn to the Lord; and all tribes of the nations will bow down before you.
28 For kingly power belongs to the Lord; he is the one who rules over the nations.
For the kingdom belongs to the Lord: he is the Lord of the nations.
29 All who prosper come to feast and worship. Bow down before him, all those destined for the grave—for none can keep themselves alive.
To him will bow down all who sleep in the earth, and before him bend all who go down to the dust, and those who could not preserve their lives.
30 Our descendants will serve him; they will tell the next generation about the Lord.
My descendants will tell of the Lord to the next generation;
31 They will come and tell those yet to be born how good the Lord is, and all that he has done!
they will declare his righteousness to people yet to be born: He has done it.
