Psalm 22

    To the chief musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, a psalm of David.

  1. 22My God, why have you forsaken me? My God, hear the words of my roaring. You are far from helping me. 2O my God, I cry in the daytime, but you answer not, and in the night season, and am not silent. 3But you are holy that inhabit the Heavens. You are worthy of the praises of Israel. 4Our fathers trusted in you. They trusted and you did deliver them. 5They cried unto you and were delivered. They trusted in you and were not confounded.
  2. 6But I am a worm, and loved of no man, a reproach of man and despised of the people. 7All they that see me laugh me to scorn. They shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying, 8He trusted on the Lord, that he would deliver him; let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
  3. 9But you are he that took me out of the womb. You did make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. 10I was cast upon you from the womb. You were my God from my mother’s breasts.
  4. 11Be not far from me — for trouble is near — for there is none to help. 12Many armies have encompassed me; strong armies of Bashan have beset me around. 13They gaped upon me with their mouths like a ravening and roaring lion. 14I am poured out like water and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, it is melted in the midst of my inward parts. 15My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaves to my jaws, and you have brought me into the dust of death. 16For dogs have encompassed me, the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me. They pierced my hands and my feet. 17I may tally all my bones. They look and stare upon me. 18They part my garments among them and cast lots upon my vesture. 19But be not far from me, O Lord. O my strength, hasten to help me. 20Deliver my soul from the sword, my darling from the power of the dog. 21Save me from the lion’s mouth, for you have heard me speak from the secret places of the wilderness through the horns of the re’em.
  5. 22I will declare your name unto my brethren. In the midst of the congregation will I praise you. 23You that fear the Lord, praise him; all you, the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all you, the seed of Israel. 24For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted. Neither has he hidden his face from him, but when he cried unto him, he heard. 25My praise shall be of you in the great congregation. I will pay my vows before them that fear him. 26The meek shall eat and be satisfied. They shall praise the Lord that seek him. Your heart shall live for ever. 27All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the Lord, and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before you. 28For the kingdom is the Lord’s and he is the governor among the nations. 29All they that are fat upon earth shall eat and worship. All they that go down to the dust shall bow before him, and none can keep alive his own soul. 30A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation. 31They shall come and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born — what he has done.