Psalms 22:1-21

1My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?12 2O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.3 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 to thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded. 6But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people. 7All they that see me mock me: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,4 8He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.56 9But thou art he that brought me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts.7 10I was cast upon thee from my birth: thou art my God from my mother’s womb.

11Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.8 12Many bulls have surrounded me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me all round. 13They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.9 14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.10 15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death. 16For dogs have surrounded me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet. 17I may number all my bones: they look and stare upon me. 18They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture. 19But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me. 20Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.1112 21Save me from the lion’s mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.