To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David.
1
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
2
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not;
and in the night season, and am not silent.
3
But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
4
Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
5
They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
6
But I am a worm, and no man;
a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
7
All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
8
He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
9
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts.
10
I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly.
11
Be not far from me;
for trouble is near;
for there is none to help.
12
Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
13
They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
14
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax;
it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15
My strength is dried up like a potsherd;
and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;
and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16
For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
17
I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.
18
They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
19
But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
20
Deliver my soul from the sword;
my darling from the power of the dog.
21
Save me from the lion’s mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.
22
I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
23
Ye that fear the LORD, praise him;
all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him;
and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.
24
For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted;
neither hath he hid his face from him;
but when he cried unto him, he heard.
25
My praise shall be of thee in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.
26
The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.
27
All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the LORD: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.
28
For the kingdom is the LORD’S: and he is the governor among the nations.
29
All they that be fat upon earth shall eat and worship: all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him: and none can keep alive his own soul.
30
A seed shall serve him;
it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.
31
They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done this.