Psalms (BISHOPS) - Psalm 22

: [To the chiefe musition of the mornyng hinde,
a psalme of Dauid.]
1: My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
[why] art thou so farre from my health, and from the wordes of my complaynt?
2: O my God I crye all the day tyme, and in the night season, and I ceasse not: but thou hearest not.
3: And yet thou most holy: sittest to receaue the prayers of Israel.
4: Our fathers hoped in thee: they trusted in thee, & thou didst deliuer them.
5: They called vpon thee, and they were helped: they did put their trust in thee, and they were not confounded.
6: But as for me I am a worme and no man: a very scorne of men, and an outcast of the people.
7: All they that see me, laugh me to scorne: they do make a mowe, and nod their head [at me.]
8: [Saying] he referreth [all] to God, [loking that God] wyll deliuer him [and] rescue him: for he delighteth only in him.
9: But thou art he that tokest me out of my mothers wombe: thou causedst me to trust in thee, suckyng my mothers breastes.
10: I haue ben left vnto thee euer since I was borne: thou art my God euen from my mothers wombe.
11: O go not far fro me, for trouble is harde at hande: and there is none to helpe me.
12: Many oxen are come about me: fat [bulles] of Bashan close me in on euery syde.
13: They gape vpon me with their mouthes: as it were a rampyng and a roryng lion.
14: I am as [it were] into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels.
15: My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16: For dogges are come about me, the assemble of the wicked lay siege agaynst me: they haue pearced my handes and my feete, I may tell all my bones.
17: I may tell all my bones.
They stande staring & gasing vpon me:
18: they part my garmentes among them, and they cast lottes vpon my vesture.
19: But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
20: Delyuer my soule from the sworde: and my dearlyng from the dogges pawes.
21: Saue me from the Lions mouth: delyuer me from the hornes of the Unicornes.
22: I wyll declare thy name vnto my brethren: I wyll prayse thee in the middest of the congregation.
23: [Saying] prayse ye God ye that feare hym: glorifie hym all ye of the seede of Iacob, and stande in awe of hym all ye of the seede of Israel.
24: For he hath not dispised nor abhorred the affliction of the poore: he hath not hyd his face from hym, but he hearde hym when he cryed vnto hym.
25: My prayse shalbe of thee in the great congregation: I wyll perfourme my vowes in the syght of them that feare hym.
26: The poore shall eate, and be satisfied: they that seeke after God shall prayse hym, your heart shall lyue for euer.
27: All the endes of the worlde shall remember them selues and be turned vnto God: and all the kinredes of the nations shall worshyp before thy face.
28: For the kingdome is Gods: and he is the gouernour ouer the nations.
29: All such as be fat vpon the earth shall eate and worshyp: all they that go downe [in] to the dust shall knele before hym, although he preserued not his owne lyfe.
30: The posteritie shall serue hym: they shalbe counted vnto the Lorde for a generation.
31: They wyll come and declare his righteousnesse vnto a people that shalbe borne: for he hath done it.