Psalms 22

ISV(i) 1 To the Director: To the tune of "Doe of the Dawn". A Davidic Psalm. My God! My God! Why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far from delivering me {— } from my groaning words? 2 My God, I cry out to you throughout the day, but you do not answer; and throughout the night, but I have no rest. 3 You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel. 4 Our ancestors trusted in you; they trusted and you delivered them. 5 They cried out to you and escaped; they trusted in you and were not put to shame. 6 But as for me, I am only a worm and not a man, scorned by mankind and despised by people. 7 Everyone who sees me mocks me; they gape at me with open mouths and shake their heads at me. 8 They say, "Commit yourself to the LORD; perhaps the LORD will deliver him, perhaps he will cause him to escape, since he delights in him." 9 Yet, you are the one who took me from the womb, and kept me safe on my mother's breasts. 10 I was dependent on you from birth; from my mother's womb you have been my God. 11 Do not be so distant from me, for trouble is at hand; indeed, there is no deliverer. 12 Many bulls have surrounded me; the vicious bulls of Bashan have encircled me. 13 Their mouths are opened wide toward me, like roaring and attacking lions. 14 I am poured out like water; all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, melting within me. 15 My strength is dried up like broken pottery; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, and you have brought me down to the dust of death. 16 For dogs have surrounded me; a gang of evil-doers has encircled me. They pierced my hands and my feet. 17 I can count all my bones. They look at me; they stare at me. 18 They divide my clothing among themselves; they cast lots for my clothing! 19 But as for you, LORD, do not be far away from me; My Strength, come quickly to help me. 20 Deliver me from the sword; my precious life from the power of the dog. 21 Deliver me from the mouth of the lion, from the horns of the wild oxen. You have answered me. 22 I will declare your name to my brothers; in the midst of the congregation I will praise you, saying, 23 "All who fear the LORD, praise him! All the seed of Jacob, glorify him! All the seed of Israel, fear him! 24 For he does not despise nor detest the afflicted person; he does not hide his face from him, but he hears him when he cries out to him." 25 My praise in the great congregation is because of you; I will pay my vows before those who fear you. 26 The afflicted shall eat and be satisfied; those who seek the LORD shall praise him, "May you live forever!" 27 All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD; all the families of the nations will bow in submission to the LORD. 28 Indeed, the kingdom belongs to the LORD; he rules over the nations. 29 All the prosperous people will eat and bow down in submission. All those who are about to go down to the grave will bow down in submission, along with the one who can longer keep himself alive. 30 Our descendants will serve him, and that generation will be told about the Lord. 31 They will come and declare his righteousness to a people yet to be born; indeed, he has accomplished it!