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Psalm 22

For the Music Director. To the melody of “The Doe of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David.

My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?
    Why are You so far from delivering me,
    and from my roaring words of distress?
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but You do not answer;
    and at night, but I have no rest.

But You are holy,
    O You who inhabits the praises of Israel.
Our fathers trusted in You;
    they trusted, and You did deliver them.
They cried to You and were delivered;
    they trusted in You and were not put to shame.

But I am a worm, and not a man;
    a reproach of men and despised by the people.
All who see me laugh me to scorn;
    they sneer with the lip, they shake the head, saying,
“Trust in the Lord,
    let Him deliver him;
let Him rescue him,
    seeing He delights in him.”

But You are He who took me out of the womb;
    You caused me to trust
    while I was on my mother’s breasts.
10 I was cast on You from birth;
    You are my God from my mother’s womb.

11 Be not far from me
    for trouble is near,
    for there is none to help.

12 Many bulls encircle me;
    strong bulls of Bashan surround me.
13 They open their mouths against me,
    as a preying and roaring lion.
14 I am poured out like water,
    and all my bones are out of joint;
my heart is like wax;
    it is melted inside my body.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd,
    and my tongue cleaves to my jaws;
    and You have set me toward the dust of death.

16 For dogs have encompassed me;
    the assembly of the wicked has enclosed me;
    like a lion they pin my hands and my feet;
17 I can count all my bones;
    they look and stare on me.
18 They part my garments among them
    and cast lots for my clothes.

19 But do not be far from me, O Lord;
    O my Help, hasten to my aid.
20 Rescue my soul from the sword,
    my only life from the power of the dog.
21 Save me from the lion’s mouth,
    and from the horns of the wild ox, answer me!

22 I will declare Your name to my community;
    in the midst of the congregation I will praise You.
23 You who fear the Lord, praise Him;
    all you descendants of Jacob, glorify Him,
    and stand in awe of Him, all you descendants of Israel.
24 For He has not despised nor abhorred
    the affliction of the afflicted;
nor has He hid His face from him;
    but when he cried to Him, He heard.

25 From You my praise will be in the great congregation;
    I will pay my vows before those who fear Him.
26 The meek will eat and be satisfied;
    those who seek Him will praise the Lord.
    May your hearts live forever.

27 All the ends of the world
    will remember and turn to the Lord,
and all the families of the nations
    will worship before You.
28 For kingship belongs to the Lord,
    and He rules among the nations.

29 All the prosperous ones of the earth will eat and worship;
    all who go down to the dust will bow before Him,
    even he who cannot keep his own soul alive.
30 Posterity will serve Him;
    it will be told to generations about the Lord;
31 they will come and declare His righteousness
    to a people yet to be born,
    that He has acted.