诗篇 22
Chinese New Version (Simplified)
受苦的人的呼求与感恩
大卫的诗，交给诗班长，调用“黎明的鹿”。
22 我的 神！我的 神！你为甚么离弃我？
为甚么远离不救我，不听我呻吟的话呢？
2 我的 神啊！我日间呼求，你不应允；
在晚上我还是不停止。
3 但你是圣洁的，
是用以色列的赞美为宝座的。
4 我们的列祖倚靠你，
他们倚靠你，你就救他们。
5 他们向你哀求，就得拯救；
他们倚靠你，就不失望。
6 但我是虫，不是人，
是世上所羞辱的，也是众人所藐视的。
7 看见我的，都嘲笑我；
他们撇着嘴，摇着头，说：
8 “他既然把自己交托耶和华，
就让耶和华搭救他吧！
耶和华既然喜悦他，就让耶和华拯救他吧！”
9 然而，是你使我从母腹中出来的；
我在母亲的怀里，你就使我有倚靠的心。
10 我自出母胎，就被交托给你；
我一出母腹，你就是我的 神。
11 求你不要远离我，因为灾难临近了，
却没有人帮助我。
12 有许多公牛围着我，
巴珊强壮的公牛困住了我。
13 他们向我大大地张嘴，
像抓撕吼叫的狮子。
14 我好象水被倾倒出去，
我全身的骨头都散脱了，
我的心在我里面像蜡融化。
15 我的精力像瓦片一样枯干，
我的舌头紧黏着上颚，
你把我放在死亡的尘土中。
16 犬类围着我，
恶党环绕我，
他们扎了（按照《马索拉文本》，“他们扎了”作“像狮子”；现参照《七十士译本》等古译本翻译）我的手我的脚。
17 我能数算我全身的骨头，
他们却瞪着眼看我。
18 他们彼此分了我的外衣，
又为我的内衣抽签。
19 至于你，耶和华啊！求你不要远离我；
我的力量啊！求你快来帮助我。
20 求你搭救我的性命脱离刀剑，
搭救我的生命脱离恶狗的爪。
21 求你拯救我脱离狮子的口，
拯救我脱离野牛的角。
你已经应允了我。
22 我要向我的兄弟宣扬你的名，
我要在聚会中赞美你。
23 敬畏耶和华的人哪！你们要赞美他；
雅各所有的后裔啊！你们都要尊敬他；
以色列所有的后裔啊！你们都要惧怕他。
24 因为他不轻看，不厌恶受苦的人的痛苦，也没有掩面不顾他；
受苦的人呼求的时候，他就垂听。
25 在大会中，我赞美你的话是从你而来的；
在敬畏耶和华的人面前，我要还我的愿。
26 受苦的人必吃得饱足，
寻求耶和华的人必赞美他，
愿你们的心永远活着！
27 地的四极，都要记念耶和华，并且归向他。
列国的万族，都要在他（“他”有古抄本作“你”）面前敬拜。
28 因为国度是属于耶和华的，
他是掌管万国的。
29 地上所有富足的人，都必吃喝、敬拜；
所有下到尘土中，不再存活的人，
都在他面前屈身下拜。
30 必有后裔服事他，
必有人把主的事向后代述说。
31 他们要把他的公义传给以后出生的民，
说明这是他所作的。
Psalm 22
The Message
22 1-2 God, God . . . my God!
Why did you dump me
miles from nowhere?
Doubled up with pain, I call to God
all the day long. No answer. Nothing.
I keep at it all night, tossing and turning.
3-5 And you! Are you indifferent, above it all,
leaning back on the cushions of Israel’s praise?
We know you were there for our parents:
they cried for your help and you gave it;
they trusted and lived a good life.
6-8 And here I am, a nothing—an earthworm,
something to step on, to squash.
Everyone pokes fun at me;
they make faces at me, they shake their heads:
“Let’s see how God handles this one;
since God likes him so much, let him help him!”
9-11 And to think you were midwife at my birth,
setting me at my mother’s breasts!
When I left the womb you cradled me;
since the moment of birth you’ve been my God.
Then you moved far away
and trouble moved in next door.
I need a neighbor.
12-13 Herds of bulls come at me,
the raging bulls stampede,
Horns lowered, nostrils flaring,
like a herd of buffalo on the move.
14-15 I’m a bucket kicked over and spilled,
every joint in my body has been pulled apart.
My heart is a blob
of melted wax in my gut.
I’m dry as a bone,
my tongue black and swollen.
They have laid me out for burial
in the dirt.
16-18 Now packs of wild dogs come at me;
thugs gang up on me.
They pin me down hand and foot,
and lock me in a cage—a bag
Of bones in a cage, stared at
by every passerby.
They take my wallet and the shirt off my back,
and then throw dice for my clothes.
19-21 You, God—don’t put off my rescue!
Hurry and help me!
Don’t let them cut my throat;
don’t let those mongrels devour me.
If you don’t show up soon,
I’m done for—gored by the bulls,
meat for the lions.
22-24 Here’s the story I’ll tell my friends when they come to worship,
and punctuate it with Hallelujahs:
Shout Hallelujah, you God-worshipers;
give glory, you sons of Jacob;
adore him, you daughters of Israel.
He has never let you down,
never looked the other way
when you were being kicked around.
He has never wandered off to do his own thing;
he has been right there, listening.
25-26 Here in this great gathering for worship
I have discovered this praise-life.
And I’ll do what I promised right here
in front of the God-worshipers.
Down-and-outers sit at God’s table
and eat their fill.
Everyone on the hunt for God
is here, praising him.
“Live it up, from head to toe.
Don’t ever quit!”
27-28 From the four corners of the earth
people are coming to their senses,
are running back to God.
Long-lost families
are falling on their faces before him.
God has taken charge;
from now on he has the last word.
29 All the power-mongers are before him
—worshiping!
All the poor and powerless, too
—worshiping!
Along with those who never got it together
—worshiping!
30-31 Our children and their children
will get in on this
As the word is passed along
from parent to child.
Babies not yet conceived
will hear the good news—
that God does what he says.
Psalm 22
New Life Version
A Cry of Fear and a Song of Praise
22 My God, my God, why have You left me alone? Why are You so far from helping me, and from the words I cry inside myself? 2 O my God, I cry during the day, but You do not answer. I cry during the night, but I find no rest. 3 Yet You are holy. The praises Israel gives You are Your throne. 4 Our fathers trusted in You, and You saved them. 5 They cried to You and were set free. They trusted in You and were not ashamed.
6 But I am a worm and not a man. I am put to shame by men, and am hated by the people. 7 All who see me make fun of me. They open their mouths and shake their heads, and say, 8 “He trusts in the Lord. Let the Lord help him. Let the Lord take him out of trouble, because he is happy in Him.”
9 But You brought me out when I was born. You made me trust when I drank my mother’s milk. 10 I was in Your care from birth. Since my mother gave birth to me, You have been my God.
11 Do not be far from me, for trouble is near. And there is no one to help. 12 Many bulls have gathered all around me. Strong bulls of Bashan stand around me. 13 They open their mouths wide against me, like a loud, hungry lion. 14 I am poured out like water. And all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like a melted candle within me. 15 My strength is dried up like a piece of a broken clay pot. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. And You lay me in the dust of death. 16 For dogs have gathered around me. A group of sinful men stand around me. They have cut through my hands and feet. 17 I can tell how many bones I have. The people look at me with wide eyes. 18 They divide my clothes among them by drawing names to see who would get them.
19 But You, O Lord, be not far from me! O my Strength, hurry to help me! 20 Take me away from the sword. Save my life from the power of the dog. 21 Save me from the lion’s mouth, and from the horns of the wild bulls You answer me.
22 I will make Your name known to my brothers. In the center of the meeting of worship I will praise You. 23 You who fear the Lord, give Him praise. All you children of Jacob, honor Him. Fear Him, all you children of Israel. 24 For He has not turned away from the suffering of the one in pain or trouble. He has not hidden His face from him. But He has heard his cry for help.
25 My praise will be from You in the big meeting of worship. I will keep my promises to Him in front of those who fear Him. 26 Those who suffer will eat and have enough. Those who look for the Lord will praise Him. May your heart live forever! 27 All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the Lord. All the families of the nations will worship before Him. 28 For the holy nation is the Lord’s, and He rules over the nations. 29 All the proud ones of the earth will eat and worship. All who go down to the dust will fall to their knees before Him, even he who cannot keep his soul alive. 30 Future children will serve Him. They will tell of the Lord to their children. 31 They will come and tell about His saving power to a people yet to be born. For He has done it.
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