Psalms 22
1 To the Overseer, on 'The Hind of the Morning.' — A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?
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?
2 My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.
My God, every day I cry out to you, but you don't answer; at night too, but I get no rest.
3 And Thou [art] holy, Sitting — the Praise of Israel.
Yet you are holy, and the praises of Israel are your throne.
4 In Thee did our fathers trust — they trusted, And Thou dost deliver them.
Our forefathers trusted in you; they trusted and you rescued them.
5 Unto Thee they cried, and were delivered, In Thee they trusted, and were not ashamed.
They cried out to you for help, and they were saved. They trusted in you and were not defeated.
6 And I [am] a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people.
But I'm a worm, not a man, scorned and despised by everyone.
7 All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip — shake the head,
People who see me mock me. They laugh at me and shake their heads, saying,
8 'Roll unto Jehovah, He doth deliver him, He doth deliver him, for he delighted in him.'
“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!”
9 For thou [art] He bringing me forth from the womb, Causing me to trust, On the breasts of my mother.
However, you brought me safely through birth, and led me to trust in you at my mother's breasts.
10 On Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my mother Thou [art] my God.
I was entrusted to you from birth; from the time I was born you have been my God.
11 Be not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.
Do not be distant from me, because trouble is close by and no one else can help.
12 Many bulls have surrounded me, Mighty ones of Bashan have compassed me,
Enemies surround me like a herd of bulls; strong bulls from Bashan have encircled me.
13 They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.
Like roaring lions tearing at their prey they open their mouths wide against me.
14 As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
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.
15 Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
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.
16 And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.
Evil men surround me like a pack of dogs. They have pierced my hands and feet.
17 I count all my bones — they look expectingly, They look upon me,
I'm so thin I can count all my bones. People stare at me and gloat.
18 They apportion my garments to themselves, And for my clothing they cause a lot to fall.
They divide my clothing among them; they roll dice for my clothes.
19 And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.
But you, Lord, don't be far away from me! You are my strength—hurry, come and help me!
20 Deliver from the sword my soul, From the paw of a dog mine only one.
Save me from death by the sword! Save my life—the only one I have—from the dogs!
21 Save me from the mouth of a lion: — And — from the horns of the high places Thou hast answered me!
Rescue me from the mouth of the lion and from the wild bulls!
22 I declare Thy name to my brethren, In the midst of the assembly I praise Thee.
I will tell my people all the wonderful things you have done; I will praise you in the congregation.
23 Ye who fear Jehovah, praise ye Him, All the seed of Jacob, honour ye Him, And be afraid of Him, all ye seed of Israel.
Praise the Lord, all who worship him! Honor him, every descendant of Jacob! Be in awe of him, every descendant of Israel!
24 For He hath not despised, nor abominated, The affliction of the afflicted, Nor hath He hidden His face from him, And in his crying unto Him He heareth.
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.
25 Of Thee my praise [is] in the great assembly. My vows I complete before His fearers.
You are the subject of my praise in the great assembly. I will fulfill my promises before those who worship you.
26 The humble do eat and are satisfied, Praise Jehovah do those seeking Him, Your heart doth live for ever.
The poor shall eat, and they shall be satisfied. All who come to the Lord will praise him—may you all live forever!
27 Remember and return unto Jehovah, Do all ends of the earth, And before Thee bow themselves, Do all families of the nations,
Everyone in the whole world will repent and return to the Lord; all the nations will worship before you.
28 For to Jehovah [is] the kingdom, And He is ruling among nations.
For kingly power belongs to the Lord; he is the one who rules over the nations.
29 And the fat ones of earth have eaten, And they bow themselves, Before Him bow do all going down to dust, And he [who] hath not revived his soul.
All who prosper come to feast and worship. Bow down before him, all those destined for the grave—for none can keep themselves alive.
30 A seed doth serve Him, It is declared of the Lord to the generation.
Our descendants will serve him; they will tell the next generation about the Lord.
31 They come and declare His righteousness, To a people that is borne, that He hath made!
They will come and tell those yet to be born how good the Lord is, and all that he has done!
