OEB - Psalms - 22

22:1  My God, my God, why have you left me, gone afar from my cry, from the words of my roaring?

22:2  I cry in the day-time, but you do not answer; even in the night I am never still.

22:3  Yet you, O Lord, are the Holy One, throned on the praises of Israel.

22:4  In you our ancestors trusted, they trusted and you did deliver them.

22:5  They cried to you, and found safety, in you did they trust and were not put to shame.

22:6  But I am a worm, not a person; insulted by others, despised by the people.

22:7  All who see me mock me, with mouths wide open and wagging heads:

22:8  “He committed himself to the Lord; let him save him. Let him rescue him, since he takes pleasure in him.”

22:9  But you drew me from the womb, made me trustfully lie on my mother’s breast.

22:10  On your care was I cast from my very birth, you are my God from my mother’s womb.

22:11  Be not far from me, for trouble is nigh, and there is none to help.

22:12  I am circled by many bulls, beset by the mighty of Bashan,

22:13  who face me with gaping jaws, like ravening roaring lions.

22:14  Poured out am I like water, and all my bones are loosened. My heart is become like wax, melted within me.

22:15  My palate is dry as a sherd, my tongue sticks to my jaws; in the dust of death you lay me.

22:16  For dogs are round about me, a band of knaves encircles me, gnawing my hands and my feet.

22:17  I can count my bones, every one. As for them, they feast their eyes on me.

22:18  They divide my garments among them, and over my raiment cast lots.

22:19  But you, O Lord, be not far, O my strength, hasten to help me.

22:20  Deliver my life from the sword my life from the power of the dogs.

22:21  Save me from the jaws of the lion, from the horns of the wild oxen help me.

22:22  I will tell of your fame to my kindred, and in the assembly will praise you.

22:23  Praise the Lord, you who fear him. All Jacob’s seed, give him glory. All Israel’s seed, stand in awe of him.

22:24  For he has not despised nor abhorred the sorrow of the sorrowful. He hid not his face from me, but he listened to my cry for help.

22:25  Of you is my praise in the great congregation; my vows I will pay before those who fear him.

22:26  The afflicted will eat to their heart’s desire, and those who seek after the Lord will praise him. Lift up your hearts forever.

22:27  All will call it to mind, to the ends of the earth, and turn to the Lord; and all tribes of the nations will bow down before you.

22:28  For the kingdom belongs to the Lord: he is the Lord of the nations.

22:29  To him will bow down all who sleep in the earth, and before him bend all who go down to the dust, and those who could not preserve their lives.

22:30  My descendents will tell of the Lord to the next generation;

22:31  they will declare his righteousness to people yet to be born: He has done it.