Psalms 22

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer;

But you are holy,

Our fathers trusted in you.

They cried to you, and were delivered.

But I am a worm, and no man;

All those who see me mock me.

“He trusts in Yahweh.

But you brought me out of the womb.

I was thrown on you from my mother’s womb.

Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near.

Many bulls have surrounded me.

They open their mouths wide against me,

I am poured out like water.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd.

For dogs have surrounded me.

I can count all of my bones.

They divide my garments among them.

But don’t be far off, Yahweh.

Deliver my soul from the sword,

Save me from the lion’s mouth!

I will declare your name to my brothers.

You who fear Yahweh, praise him!

For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted,

Of you comes my praise in the great assembly.

The humble shall eat and be satisfied.

All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to Yahweh.

For the kingdom is Yahweh’s.

All the rich ones of the earth shall eat and worship.

Posterity shall serve him.

They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born,