Psalm 22

0 To the chief Musician upon ^aAijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David.

1 My ¹God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far ^afrom helping me, and from the words of ²my roaring?

2 O my God, ¹I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and ^aam not silent.

3 But ¹thou art holy, O thou that ²inhabitest the praises of Israel.

4 Our ¹fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.

5 They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were ¹not confounded.

6 But I am ¹a worm, and no man; ²a reproach of men, and ³despised of the people.

7 All ¹they that see me laugh me to scorn: they ^ashoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,

8 He ^atrusted on the Lord that he would deliver him: ¹let him deliver him, ^bseeing he delighted in him.

9 But thou art he that ¹took me out of the womb: ²thou didst ^amake me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.

10 I ¹was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother's belly.

11 Be ¹not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is ^anone to help.

12 Many ¹bulls have compassed me: ²strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

13 They ^1agaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.

14 I ¹am poured out like water, and all my bones are ^aout of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.

15 My ¹strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and ²thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

16 For ¹dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: ²they pierced my hands and my feet.

17 I ¹may tell all my bones: ²they look and stare upon me.

18 They ¹part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.

19 But ¹be not thou far from me, O Lord: O my strength, haste thee to help me.

20 Deliver my soul from ¹the sword; ^amy darling ^bfrom the power of ²the dog.

21 Save me from the ¹lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me ²from the horns of the unicorns.

22 I ¹will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.

23 Ye ¹that fear the Lord, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.

24 For ¹he 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.

25 My ¹praise shall be of thee in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.

26 The ¹meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the Lord that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.

27 All ¹the ends of the world shall ²remember and ³turn unto the Lord: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.

28 For ¹the kingdom is the Lord's: and he is the governor among the nations.

29 All they that be ¹fat upon earth ²shall eat and worship: all they that ³go down to the dust shall bow before him: and ⁴none can keep alive his own soul.

30 A ¹seed shall serve him; ²it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.

31 They ¹shall come, and shall declare ²his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done this.