< Psalms 22 >

1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Hind of the Dawn." A Melody of David. My GOD, my GOD, why hast thou forsaken me? Far from saving me, The words of my loud lamentation?
My God, my God, why have thou forsaken me, far from helping me, and the words of my groaning?
2 My God! I keep crying—By day, and thou dost not answer, and, By night, and there is no rest for me.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answer not, and in the night season, and I am not silent.
3 But, thou, art holy, Who inhabitest the praises of Israel.
But thou are holy, O thou who inhabit the praises of Israel.
4 In thee, trusted our fathers, They trusted, and thou didst deliver them;
Our fathers trusted in thee. They trusted, and thou delivered them.
5 Unto thee, made they outcry, and escaped, In thee, they trusted, and had not turned pale.
They cried to thee, and were delivered. They trusted in thee, and were not put to shame.
6 But, I, am a worm and no one, a reproach of men, and despised of a people;
But I am a worm, and no man, a reproach of men, and despised by the people.
7 All that see me, laugh at me, —They open wide the mouth, They shake the head: —
All those who see me laugh me to scorn. They shoot out the lip. They shake the head, saying,
8 He should trust in Yahweh—let him deliver him, —Let him rescue him, seeing he delighteth in him.
He trusted on Jehovah. Let him deliver him. Let him rescue him, since he delights in him.
9 For, thou, art he that severed me from the womb, he that caused me to trust, upon the breasts of my mother;
But thou are he who took me out of the womb. Thou made me trust upon my mother's breasts.
10 Upon thee, was I cast from the time I was born, From the womb of my mother, my GOD, hast thou been.
I was cast upon thee from the womb. Thou are my God since my mother bore me.
11 Be not far from me, for, distress, is near, For there is none to help.
Be not far from me, for trouble is near, for there is none to help.
12 Many bulls have surrounded me, Strong oxen of Bashan, have enclosed me;
Many bulls have encompassed me. Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me around.
13 They have opened wide against me their mouth, A lion rending and roaring.
They gape upon me with their mouth, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
14 Like water, am I poured out, and, put out of joint, are all my bones, —My heart, hath become, like wax, it is melted in the midst of my body;
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 Dried as a potsherd, is my strength, And, my tongue, is made to cleave to my gums, And, in the dust of death, wilt thou lay me.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws, and thou have brought me into the dust of death.
16 For dogs have surrounded me, —An assembly of evil doers, have encircled me, They have pierced my hands and my feet,
For dogs have encompassed me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I may tell all my bones, They, look for—they behold me!
I may count all my bones. They look and stare upon me.
18 They part my garments among them, and, for my vestment, they cast lots.
They part my garments among them, and upon my vesture do they cast a lot.
19 But, thou, O Yahweh, be not far off, O my help! to aid me, make haste;
But be thou not far off, O Jehovah. O thou my succor, hasten thee to help me.
20 Rescue, from the sword, my life, from the power of the dog, my solitary self:
Deliver my soul from the sword, the only one of me from the power of the dog.
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion, —Yea, from the horns of wild beasts, hast thou delivered me.
Save me from the lion's mouth, yea, from the horns of the wild-oxen. Thou have answered me.
22 I will declare thy Name unto my brethren, —In the midst of the convocation, will I praise thee.
I will declare thy name to my brothers. In the midst of the congregation I will praise thee.
23 Ye that revere Yahweh, praise him, All ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him, And, stand in awe of him, all ye seed of Israel.
Ye who fear Jehovah, praise him. All ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him, and stand in awe of him, all ye the seed of Israel.
24 For he hath not despised nor abhorred the humbling of the patient one, neither hath he hid his face from him, but, when he cried for help unto him, he heard.
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 Of thee, is my praise in the great convocation, My vows, will I pay, before them who revere him.
From thee comes my praise in the great assembly. I will pay my vows before those who fear him.
26 The patient wronged-ones shall eat and be satisfied, They shall praise Yahweh, who are seekers of him, Let your heart live for aye.
The meek shall eat and be satisfied. They shall praise Jehovah who seek after him. Let your heart live forever.
27 All the ends of the earth, will remember and turn to Yahweh, Yea all the families of the nations, will bow themselves down before thee,
All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to Jehovah, and all the kinfolk of the nations shall worship before thee.
28 For, to Yahweh, belongeth the kingdom, And One to Rule over the nations.
For the kingdom is Jehovah's, and he is the ruler over the nations.
29 All the great ones of the earth, shall eat and bow down, Before him shall kneel, all that go down to the dust, Even he who had not kept alive, his own soul!
All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and worship. All those who go down to the dust shall bow before him, even he who cannot keep his soul alive.
30 My seed, shall serve him, It shall be recounted, of the Lord, to a generation that shall come:
A seed shall serve him. It shall be told of the Lord to the next generation.
31 That his righteousness may be declared to a people to be born, That he wrought with effect!
They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born, that he has done it.

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