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?
“To the chief musician upon Ayeleth-hashachar, a psalm of David.” My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from saving me, and from the words of my loud complaint?
2 My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.
O my God! I call in the day-time, but thou answerest not; and in the night I find no rest.
3 And Thou [art] holy, Sitting — the Praise of Israel.
But thou art holy, O thou that dwellest amidst the praises of Israel.
4 In Thee did our fathers trust — they trusted, And Thou dost deliver them.
In thee did our fathers trust: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
5 Unto Thee they cried, and were delivered, In Thee they trusted, and were not ashamed.
Unto thee they cried, and were delivered: in thee they trusted, and were not put to shame.
6 And I [am] a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people.
But I am a worm, and not a man, a reproach of men, and despised of people.
7 All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip — shake the head,
All those who see me laugh me to scorn: they draw open their lips, they shake their head, [saying, ]
8 'Roll unto Jehovah, He doth deliver him, He doth deliver him, for he delighted in him.'
“Let him throw himself on the Lord, that he may deliver him: he will save him, for he delighteth in him.”
9 For thou [art] He bringing me forth from the womb, Causing me to trust, On the breasts of my mother.
Yea, thou art he that took me from the womb: thou hast been my trust when I hung on my mother's breasts.
10 On Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my mother Thou [art] my God.
Upon thee was I cast from my birth: from my mother's womb art thou my God.
11 Be not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.
Oh be not far from me [now]; for distress is near; for there is none to help.
12 Many bulls have surrounded me, Mighty ones of Bashan have compassed me,
Many steers have encompassed me: the strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
13 They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.
They have opened wide against me their mouth, [as] a ravenous and roaring lion.
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.
Like water am I poured out, and all my bones are disjointed: my heart is become like wax, it is melted in the midst of my entrails.
15 Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
Like a potsherd is my strength dried up; and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and into the dust of death hast thou laid me down.
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.
For dogs have encompassed me; the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me: like lions [they threaten] my hands and my feet.
17 I count all my bones — they look expectingly, They look upon me,
I may number all my bones: [while] they stare and look upon me.
18 They apportion my garments to themselves, And for my clothing they cause a lot to fall.
They divide my clothes among themselves, and for my garment do they cast lots.
19 And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.
But thou, O Lord, be not far from me: O [thou who art] my strength, hasten to my aid.
20 Deliver from the sword my soul, From the paw of a dog mine only one.
Deliver from the sword my life, from the power of the dog my solitary soul.
21 Save me from the mouth of a lion: — And — from the horns of the high places Thou hast answered me!
Save me from the lion's mouth; as thou hast answered me from the horns of the reem.
22 I declare Thy name to my brethren, In the midst of the assembly I praise Thee.
I will relate thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
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.
Ye that fear the Lord, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and be in dread of him, all ye the seed 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 hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the poor; neither hath he hidden his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.
25 Of Thee my praise [is] in the great assembly. My vows I complete before His fearers.
Of thee shall be my praise in a great assembly: my vows will I pay in the presence of those who fear him.
26 The humble do eat and are satisfied, Praise Jehovah do those seeking Him, Your heart doth live for ever.
The meek shall eat and be satisfied; they who seek him shall praise the Lord: may your heart live for ever.
27 Remember and return unto Jehovah, Do all ends of the earth, And before Thee bow themselves, Do all families of the nations,
All the ends of the world shall remember and return unto the Lord: and all the families of the nations shall bow themselves down before thee.
28 For to Jehovah [is] the kingdom, And He is ruling among nations.
For the kingdom is the Lord's, and he governeth 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 they that eat the fat of the earth shall bow themselves down; before him shall bend the knee all that are going down into the dust; for none can keep alive his own soul.
30 A seed doth serve Him, It is declared of the Lord to the generation.
Distant ages shall serve him; there shall be related of the Lord unto future generations.
31 They come and declare His righteousness, To a people that is borne, that He hath made!
They will come, and will tell his righteousness unto a people yet unborn, that he hath done this.
