Psalm 22
Why Have You Forsaken Me?
To the choirmaster: according to The Doe of the Dawn. A Psalm of David.
    [1] My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
        Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning?
    [2] O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer,
        and by night, but I find no rest.
    
    
    [3] Yet you are holy,
        enthroned on the praises of Israel.
    [4] In you our fathers trusted;
        they trusted, and you delivered them.
    [5] To you they cried and were rescued;
        in you they trusted and were not put to shame.
    
    
    [6] But I am a worm and not a man,
        scorned by mankind and despised by the people.
    [7] All who see me mock me;
        they make mouths at me; they wag their heads;
    [8] “He trusts in the LORD; let him deliver him;
        let him rescue him, for he delights in him!”
    
    
    [9] Yet you are he who took me from the womb;
        you made me trust you at my mother’s breasts.
    [10] On you was I cast from my birth,
        and from my mother’s womb you have been my God.
    [11] Be not far from me,
        for trouble is near,
        and there is none to help.
    
    
    [12] Many bulls encompass me;
        strong bulls of Bashan surround me;
    [13] they open wide their mouths at me,
        like a ravening and 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 within my breast;
    [15] my strength is dried up like a potsherd,
        and my tongue sticks to my jaws;
        you lay me in the dust of death.
    
    
    [16] For dogs encompass me;
        a company of evildoers encircles me;
    they have pierced my hands and feet—
    [17] I can count all my bones—
    they stare and gloat over me;
    [18] they divide my garments among them,
        and for my clothing they cast lots.
    
    
    [19] But you, O LORD, do not be far off!
        O you my help, come quickly to my aid!
    [20] Deliver my soul from the sword,
        my precious life from the power of the dog!
    [21]     Save me from the mouth of the lion!
    You have rescued me from the horns of the wild oxen!
    
    
    [22] I will tell of your name to my brothers;
        in the midst of the congregation I will praise you:
    [23] You who fear the LORD, praise him!
        All you offspring of Jacob, glorify him,
        and stand in awe of him, all you offspring of Israel!
    [24] For he has not despised or abhorred
        the affliction of the afflicted,
    and he has not hidden his face from him,
        but has heard, when he cried to him.
    
    
    [25] From you comes my praise in the great congregation;
        my vows I will perform before those who fear him.
    [26] The afflicted shall eat and be satisfied;
        those who seek him shall praise the LORD!
        May your hearts live forever!
    
    
    [27] All the ends of the earth shall remember
        and turn to the LORD,
    and all the families of the nations
        shall worship before you.
    [28] For kingship belongs to the LORD,
        and he rules over the nations.
    
    
    [29] All the prosperous of the earth eat and worship;
        before him shall bow all who go down to the dust,
        even the one who could not keep himself alive.
    [30] Posterity shall serve him;
        it shall be told of the Lord to the coming generation;
    [31] they shall come and proclaim his righteousness to a people yet unborn,
        that he has done it. (ESV)