Psalms.
Chapter 22.
For the Chief Musician; set to Aijeleth hash-Shahar. A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning? 
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent. 
But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel. 
Our fathers trusted in thee: They trusted, and thou didst deliver them. 
They cried unto thee, and were delivered: They trusted in thee, and were not put to shame. 
But I am a worm, and no man; A reproach of men, and despised of the people. 
All they that see me laugh me to scorn: They shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying, 
Commit thyself unto Jehovah; let him deliver him: Let him rescue him, seeing he delighteth in him. 
But thou art he that took me out of the womb; Thou didst make me trust when I was upon my mother’s breasts. 
I was cast upon thee from the womb; Thou art my God since my mother bare me. 
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; For there is none to help. 
Many bulls have compassed me; Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. 
They gape upon me with their mouth, As a ravening and a roaring lion. 
I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me. 
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death. 
For dogs have compassed me: A company of evildoers have enclosed me; They pierced my hands and my feet. 
I may count all my bones. They look and stare upon me; 
They part my garments among them, And upon my vesture do they cast lots. 
But be not thou far off, O Jehovah: O thou my succor, haste thee to help me. 
Deliver my soul from the sword, My darling from the power of the dog. 
Save me from the lion’s mouth; Yea, from the horns of the wild oxen thou hast answered me. 
I will declare thy name unto my brethren: In the midst of the assembly will I praise thee. 
Ye that fear Jehovah, praise him; All ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; And stand in awe of him, all ye the seed of Israel. 
For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; Neither hath he hidden his face from him; But when he cried unto him, he heard. 
Of thee cometh my praise in the great assembly: I will pay my vows before them that fear him. 
The meek shall eat and be satisfied; They shall praise Jehovah that seek after him: Let your heart live forever. 
All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn unto Jehovah; And all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee. 
For the kingdom is Jehovah’s; And he is the ruler over the nations. 
All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and worship: All they that go down to the dust shall bow before him, Even he that cannot keep his soul alive. 
A seed shall serve him; It shall be told of the Lord unto the next generation. 
They shall come and shall declare his righteousness Unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done it. 
