Psalm 22. Deus, Deus meus.

1. My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? *
   and are so far from my cry and from the words of my distress?
2. O my God, I cry in the daytime, but you do not answer; *
   by night as well, but I find no rest.
3. Yet you are the Holy One, *
   enthroned upon the praises of Israel.
4. Our forefathers put their trust in you; *
   they trusted, and you delivered them.
5. They cried out to you and were delivered; *
   they trusted in you and were not put to shame.
6. But as for me, I am a worm and no man, *
   scorned by all and despised by the people.
7. All who see me laugh me to scorn; *
   they curl their lips and wag their heads, saying,
8. "He trusted in the Lord; let him deliver him; *
   let him rescue him, if he delights in him."
9. Yet you are he who took me out of the womb, *
   and kept me safe upon my mother's breast.
10. I have been entrusted to you ever since I was born; *
    you were my God when I was still in my mother's womb.
11. Be not far from me, for trouble is near, *
    and there is none to help.
12. Many young bulls encircle me; *
    strong bulls of Bashan surround me.
13. They open wide their jaws at me, *
    like a ravening and a roaring lion.
14. I am poured out like water; all my bones are out of joint; *
    my heart within my breast is melting wax.
15. My mouth is dried out like a pot-sherd; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; *
    and you have laid me in the dust of the grave.
16. Packs of dogs close me in, and gangs of evildoers circle around me; *
    they pierce my hands and my feet; I can count all my bones.
17. They stare and gloat over me; *
    they divide my garments among them; they cast lots for my clothing.
18. Be not far away, O Lord; *
    you are my strength; hasten to help me.
19. Save me from the sword, *
    my life from the power of the dog.
20. Save me from the lion's mouth, *
    my wretched body from the horns of wild bulls.
21. I will declare your Name to my brethren; *
    in the midst of the congregation I will praise you.
22. Praise the Lord, you that fear him; *
    stand in awe of him, O offspring of Israel; all you of Jacob's line, give glory.
23. For he does not despise nor abhor the poor in their poverty; neither does he hide his face from them; *
    but when they cry to him he hears them.
24. My praise is of him in the great assembly; *
    I will perform my vows in the presence of those who worship him.
25. The poor shall eat and be satisfied, and those who seek the Lord shall praise him: *
    May your heart live for ever!
26. All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the Lord, *
    and all the families of the nations shall bow before him.
27. For kingship belongs to the Lord; *
    he rules over the nations.
28. To him alone all who sleep in the earth bow down in worship; *
    all who go down to the dust fall before him.
29. My soul shall live for him; my descendants shall serve him; *
    they shall be known as the Lord's for ever.
30. They shall come and make known to a people yet unborn *
    the saving deeds that he has done.