Psalms.
Chapter 22.
To the chief Musician. Upon Aijeleth-Shahar. A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou far from my salvation, from the words of my groaning? 
My God, I cry by day, and thou answerest not; and by night, and there is no rest for me: 
And thou art holy, thou that dwellest amid the praises of Israel. 
Our fathers confided in thee: they confided, and thou didst deliver them. 
They cried unto thee, and were delivered; they confided in thee, and were not confounded. 
But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and the despised of the people. 
All they that see me laugh me to scorn; they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying: 
Commit it to Jehovah — let him rescue him; let him deliver him, because he delighteth in him! 
But thou art he that took me out of the womb; thou didst make me trust, upon my mother's breasts. 
I was cast upon thee from the womb; thou art my God from my mother's belly. 
Be not far from me, for trouble is near; for there is none to help. 
Many bulls have encompassed me; Bashan's strong ones 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 become like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. 
My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and thou hast laid me in the dust of death. 
For dogs have encompassed me; an assembly of evil-doers have surrounded me: they pierced my hands and my feet. 
I may count all my bones. They look, they stare upon me; 
They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture. 
But thou, Jehovah, be not far from me; O my strength, haste thee to help me. 
Deliver my soul from the sword; my only one from the power of the dog; 
Save me from the lion's mouth. Yea, from the horns of the buffaloes hast thou answered me. 
I will declare thy name unto my brethren, in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee. 
Ye that fear Jehovah, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and revere him, all ye the seed of Israel. 
For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him: but when he cried unto him, he heard. 
My praise is from thee, in the great congregation; I will pay my vows before them that fear him. 
The meek shall eat and be satisfied; they shall praise Jehovah that seek him: your heart shall live for ever. 
All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn unto Jehovah, and all the families of the nations shall worship before thee: 
For the kingdom is Jehovah's, and he ruleth among 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, and he that cannot keep alive his own soul. 
A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation. 
They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done it. 
