King James Version
Psalm
Chapter 22
                                                            To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? [why art thou so] far from helping me, [and from] the words of my roaring?
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            But thou [art] holy, [O thou] that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            But I [am] a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, [saying],
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            He trusted on the LORD [that] he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            But thou [art] he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope [when I was] upon my mother’s breasts.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou [art] my God from my mother’s belly.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Be not far from me; for trouble [is] near; for [there is] none to help.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Many bulls have compassed me: strong [bulls] of Bashan have beset me round.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            They gaped upon me [with] their mouths, [as] a ravening and a roaring lion.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            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 bowels.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            I may tell all my bones: they look [and] stare upon me.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Save me from the lion’s mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Ye that fear the LORD, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            My praise [shall be] of thee in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the LORD: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            For the kingdom [is] the LORD’S: and he [is] the governor among the nations.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            All [they that be] fat upon 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.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done [this].