Psalm 22

 

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To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth 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 roaring?

O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest 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 confounded.

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,

He trusted on the Lord that he would deliver him:                        

Let him deliver him, seeing that he delighted in him.

But thou art he that took me out of the womb:

Thou didst make me hope when I was 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 their is none to help.

Many bulls have compassed me:

Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

They gaped upon me with their mouths,

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 in the midst of my bowels.              

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:

The assembly of the wicked have inclosed me:

They pierced my hands and my feet.

I may tell all my bones:

They look and stare upon me.

They part my garments among them,

Many bulls have compassed me:

And cast lots upon my vesture.

But be not thou far from me, O Lord:

O my strength, 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: 

For thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.

I will declare thy name unto my brethren:

In the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.

Ye that fear the Lord, praise him;

All ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him;

And fear 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 shall be of 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 the Lord that seek him:                      

Your heart shall live for ever.

All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the

Lord:

And all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee. 

For the kingdom is the Lord's:

And he is the governor among the nations.

All that be 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.

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 this.

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