Psalm 22. Deus, Deus meus.

1. MY God, my God, look upon me; why hast thou forsaken me? *
   and art so far from my health, and from the words of my complaint?
2. O my God, I cry in the day-time, but thou hearest not; *
   and in the night season also I take no rest.
3. And thou continuest holy, *
   O thou Worship of Israel.
4. Our fathers hoped in thee; *
   they trusted in thee, and thou didst deliver them.
5. They called upon thee, and were holpen; *
   they put their trust in thee, and were not confounded.
6. But as for me, I am a worm, and no man; *
   a very scorn of men, and the outcast of the people.
7. All they that see me laugh me to scorn; *
   they shoot out their lips, and shake their heads, saying,
8. He trusted in the Lord, that he would deliver him; *
   let him deliver him, if he will have him.
9. But thou art he that took me out of my mother's womb; *
   thou wast my hope, when I hanged yet upon my mother's breasts.
10. I have been left unto thee ever since I was born; *
    thou art my God even from my mother's womb.
11. O go not from me; for trouble is hard at hand, *
    and there is none to help me.
12. Many oxen are come about me; *
    fat bulls of Bashan close me in on every side.
13. They gape upon me with their mouths, *
    as it were a ramping and a roaring lion.
14. I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; *
    my heart also in the midst of my body is even like melting wax.
15. My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my gums, *
    and thou bringest me into the dust of death.
16. For many dogs are come about me, *
    and the council of the wicked layeth siege against me.
17. They pierced my hands and my feet: I may tell all my bones: *
    they stand staring and looking upon me.
18. They part my garments among them, *
    and cast lots upon my vesture.
19. But be not thou far from me, O Lord; *
    thou art my succour, haste thee to help me.
20. Deliver my soul from the sword, *
    my darling from the power of the dog.
21. Save me from the lion's mouth; *
    thou hast heard me also from among the horns of the unicorns.
22. I will declare thy Name unto my brethren; *
    in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
23. O praise the Lord, ye that fear him: *
    magnify him, all ye of the seed of Jacob; and fear him, all ye seed of Israel.
24. For he hath not despised nor abhorred the low estate of the poor; *
    he hath not hid his face from him; but when he called unto him he heard him.
25. My praise is of thee in the great congregation; *
    my vows will I perform in the sight of them that fear him.
26. The poor shall eat, and be satisfied; they that seek after the Lord shall praise him: *
    your heart shall live for ever.
27. All the ends of the world shall remember themselves, and be turned unto the Lord; *
    and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before him.
28. For the kingdom is the Lord's, *
    and he is the Governor among the nations.
29. All such as be fat upon earth *
    have eaten, and worshipped.
30. All they that go down into the dust shall kneel before him; *
    and no man hath quickened his own soul.
31. My seed shall serve him: *
    they shall be counted unto the Lord for a generation.
32. They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness *
    unto a people that shall be born, whom the Lord hath made.