Psalms 22
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Psalms 22:1-21

1My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken meH5921? why art thou soH5921 farH5921 from helping meH5921, and from the words of my roaring?
2O my GodH410, I cry in the day-time, but thou answerest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
3But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
4Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
5They cried unto thee, and were deliveredH6403: they trustedH982 in thee, and were not ashamed.
6But I am a worm, and noH3808 man; a reproach of men, and despised of the peopleH3808.
7AllH376 they that see meH3808 laugh meH3808 to scornH2781: they shoot outH376 the lip, they shake the head, saying,
8Commit thyself unto the LORD; let him deliver him: let him deliver him, seeingH7200 he delighteth in him.
9But thou art he that tookH5337 meH413 outH413 the womb: thou didst makeH3588 meH413 trust when I was uponH413 my mother’s breasts.
10I was cast uponH5921 thee from the wombH990: thou art my God from my mother’sH517 bellyH990.
11Be not farH5921 from meH5921; for trouble is nearH5921; for there is none to help.
12Many bulls have compassed meH4480: strong bulls of Bashan have beset meH4480 round.
13They gape upon meH5437 with their mouth, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
14I am poured outH5921 like water, and allH6310 my bones are outH5921 of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15My StrengthH6106 is dried upH8210 like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast broughtH1961 meH1961 intoH8432 the dust of death.
16For dogs have compassed meH8239: the assembly of evil-doers have enclosed meH8239; they pierced my hands and my feet.
17I may tell allH5437 my bones; they look and stare uponH3027 meH5437:
18They part my garments among them, and uponH7200 my vesture doH3605 they cast lots.
19But be not thou farH5921 offH5921, O LORD: O thou my succour, haste thee to help meH5921.
20Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog;
21SaveH5315 meH5315 from the lion’s mouthH5315; yea, from the horns of the wild-oxen thou hast answered meH5315.
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Revised Version 1895 — 1895 — Public Domain