Psalms Chapter 22
Psalms Chapter 22

A Cry of Suffering and Song of Praise
1   My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
2   O my God, I cry in the daytime, but you hear not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
3   But you are holy, O you that inhabit the praises of Israel.
4   Our fathers trusted in you: they trusted, and you did deliver them.
5   They cried unto you, and were delivered: they trusted in you, and were not disappointed.
6   But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
7   All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
8   He trusted in the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
9   But you are he that took me out of the womb: you did make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.
10  I was cast upon 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 have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round about.
13   They gaped on me with their mouths, as a ravening and a 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 in the midst of my body.
15   My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue clings to my jaws; and you have brought me to the dust of death.
16   For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
17   I can count all my bones: they look and stare upon me.
18   They part my garments among them, and cast lots for my clothing.
19   But be not far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste you to help me.
20   Deliver my soul from the sword; my life from the power of the dog.
21   Save me from the lion's mouth: for you have heard me from the horns of the wild oxen.
22   I will declare your name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise you.
23   You that fear the LORD, praise him; all you descendants of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all you descendants of Israel.
24   For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither has he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.
25   My  praise  shall  be  of  you  in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.
26   The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD that seek him: your heart shall live forever.
27   All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the LORD: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before you.
28   For the kingdom is the LORD'S: and he is the governor among the nations.
29   All the prosperous of earth shall eat and worship: all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him: and none can keep alive his own soul.
30   A posterity shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.
31   They shall come,  and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he has done this.