Psalm 22 Deus, Deus meus
1 My God, my God, why have you for-sa–ken me? *
and are so far from my cry and from the words of my di-stress?
2. O my God, I cry in the daytime, but you do not an-swer; *
by night as well, but I find no rest.
3 Yet you are the Ho–ly One, *
enthroned upon the praises of Is-rael.
4 Our forefathers put their trust in you; *
they trusted, and you de-li-vered them.
5 They cried out to you and were de-li-vered; *
they trusted in you and were not put to shame.
6 But as for me, I am a worm and no man, *
scorned by all and despised by the peo-ple.
7 All who see me laugh me to scorn; *
they curl their lips and wag their heads, say-ing,
8 “He trusted in the LORD; let him de-li–ver him; *
let him rescue him, if he de-lights in him.”
9 Yet you are he who took me out of the womb, *
and kept me safe upon my mo-ther’s breast.
10 I have been entrusted to you ever since I was born; *
you were my God when I was still in my mo-ther’s womb.
11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near, *
and there is none to help.
12 Many young bulls en-cir–cle me; *
strong bulls of Ba-shan sur-round me.
13 They open wide their jaws at me, *
like a ravening and a roar-ing lion.
14 I am poured out like water; all my bones are out of joint; *
my heart within my breast is mel-ting wax.
15 My mouth is dried out like a pot-sherd; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; *
and you have laid me in the dust of the grave.
16 Packs of dogs close me in, and gangs of evildoers circle a-round me; *
they pierce my hands and my feet; I can count all my bones.
17 They stare and gloat o–ver me; *
they divide my garments among them; they cast lots for my clo-thing.
18 Be not far away, O LORD; *
you are my strength; ha-sten to help me.
19 Save me from the sword, *
my life from the power of the dog.
20 Save me from the lion’s mouth, *
my wretched body from the horns of wild bulls.
21 I will declare your Name to my bre-thren; *
in the midst of the congregation I will praise you.
22 Praise the LORD, you that fear him; *
stand in awe of him, O offspring of Israel; all you of Jacob’s line, give glo-ry.
23 For he does not despise nor abhor the poor in their poverty; neither does he hide his face from them; *
but when they cry to him he hears them.
24 My praise is of him in the great as-sem-bly; *
I will perform my vows in the presence of those who wor-ship him.
25 The poor shall eat and be satisfied, and those who seek the LORD shall praise him: *
“May your heart live for e-ver!”
26 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the LORD, *
and all the families of the nations bow be-fore him.
27 For kingship belongs to the LORD; *
he rules o-ver the na-tions.
28 To him alone all who sleep in the earth bow down in wor-ship; *
all who go down to the dust fall be-fore him.
29 My soul shall live for him; my descendants shall serve him; *
they shall be known as the LORD’S for e-ver.
30 They shall come and make known to a people yet un-born *
the saving deeds that he has done.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spir-it: *
as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be for ev-er. A-men.