Psalms 22
1 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?
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?
2 O my God, I crie by day, but thou hearest not, and by night, but haue no audience.
I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest.
3 But thou art holy, and doest inhabite the prayses of Israel.
Yet You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
4 Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didest deliuer them.
In You our fathers trusted; they trusted and You delivered them.
5 They called vpon thee, and were deliuered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
They cried out to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disappointed.
6 But I am a worme, and not a man: a shame of men, and the contempt of the people.
But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by the people.
7 All they that see me, haue me in derision: they make a mowe and nod the head, saying,
All who see me mock me; they sneer and shake their heads:
8 He trusted in the Lord, let him deliuer him: let him saue him, seeing he loueth him.
“He trusts in the LORD, let the LORD deliver him; let the LORD rescue him, since He delights in him.”
9 But thou didest draw me out of ye wombe: thou gauest me hope, euen at my mothers breasts.
Yet You brought me forth from the womb; You made me secure at my mother’s breast.
10 I was cast vpon thee, euen from ye wombe: thou art my God from my mothers belly.
From birth I was cast upon You; from my mother’s womb You have been my God.
11 Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.
Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
12 Many yong bulles haue compassed me: mightie bulles of Bashan haue closed me about.
Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
13 They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.
They open their jaws against me like lions that roar and maul.
14 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.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts away within me.
15 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.
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.
16 For dogges haue compassed me, and the assemblie of the wicked haue inclosed me: they perced mine hands and my feete.
For dogs surround me; a band of evil men encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet.
17 I may tell all my bones: yet they beholde, and looke vpon me.
I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me.
18 They part my garments among them, and cast lottes vpon my vesture.
They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
19 But be thou not farre off, O Lord, my strength: hasten to helpe me.
But You, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.
20 Deliuer my soule from the sword: my desolate soule from the power of the dogge.
Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of wild dogs.
21 Saue me from the lyons mouth, and answere me in sauing me from the hornes of the vnicornes.
Save me from the mouth of the lion; at the horns of the wild oxen You have answered me!
22 I wil declare thy Name vnto my brethren: in the middes of the Congregation will I praise thee, saying,
I will proclaim Your name to my brothers; I will praise You in the assembly.
23 Prayse the Lord, ye that feare him: magnifie ye him, all the seede of Iaakob, and feare ye him, all the seede of Israel.
You who fear the LORD, praise Him! All descendants of Jacob, honor Him! All offspring of Israel, revere Him!
24 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.
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.
25 My prayse shalbe of thee in the great Congregation: my vowes will I perfourme before them that feare him.
My praise for You resounds in the great assembly; I will fulfill my vows before those who fear You.
26 The poore shall eate and be satisfied: they that seeke after the Lord, shall prayse him: your heart shall liue for euer.
The poor will eat and be satisfied; those who seek the LORD will praise Him. May your hearts live forever!
27 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.
All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD. All the families of the nations will bow down before Him.
28 For the kingdome is the Lords, and he ruleth among the nations.
For dominion belongs to the LORD and He rules over the nations.
29 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.
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.
30 Their seede shall serue him: it shalbe counted vnto the Lord for a generation.
Posterity will serve Him; they will declare the Lord to a new generation.
31 They shall come, and shall declare his righteousnesse vnto a people that shall be borne, because he hath done it.
They will come and proclaim His righteousness to a people yet unborn— all that He has done.
