Ps 22
1
My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me, and art far from my help at the words of
my cry?
2
O my God, I call by day, but Thou answerest not; and at night, and there is no surcease
for me.
3
Yet Thou art holy, O Thou that art enthroned upon the praises of Israel.
4
In Thee did our fathers trust; they trusted, and Thou didst deliver them.
5
Unto Thee they cried, and escaped; in Thee did they trust, and were not ashamed.
6
But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
7
All they that see me laugh me to scorn; they shoot out the lip, they shake the head:
8
'Let him commit himself unto the LORD! let Him rescue him; let Him deliver him, seeing
He delighteth in him.'
9
For Thou art He that took me out of the womb; Thou madest me trust when I was upon
my mother's breasts.
10
Upon Thee I have been cast from my birth; Thou art my God from my mother's womb.
11
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.
12
Many bulls have encompassed me; strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
13
They open wide their mouth against me, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
14
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is become
like wax; it is melted in mine inmost parts.
15
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my throat; and
Thou layest me in the dust of death.
16
For dogs have encompassed me; a company of evil-doers have inclosed me; like a lion,
they are at my hands and my feet.
17
I may count all my bones; they look and gloat over me.
18
They part my garments among them, and for my vesture do they cast lots.
19
But Thou, O LORD, be not far off; O Thou my strength, hasten to help me.
20
Deliver my soul from the sword; mine only one from the power of the dog.
21
Save me from the lion's mouth; yea, from the horns of the wild-oxen do Thou answer
me.
22
I will declare Thy name unto my brethren; in the midst of the congregation will I
praise Thee.
23
'Ye that fear the LORD, 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 lowliness of the poor; neither hath He hid
His face from him; but when he cried unto Him, He heard.'
25
From Thee cometh my praise in the great congregation; I will pay my vows before them
that fear Him.
26
Let the humble eat and be satisfied; let them praise the LORD that seek after Him;
may your heart be quickened for ever!
27
All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn unto the LORD; and all the kindreds
of the nations shall worship before Thee.
28
For the kingdom is the LORD'S; and He is the ruler over the nations.
29
All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and worship; all they that go down to the
dust shall kneel before Him, even he that cannot keep his soul alive.
30
A seed shall serve him; it shall be told of the Lord unto the next generation.
31
They shall come and shall declare His righteousness unto a people that shall be born,
that He hath done it.