Psalm 22 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

For the Chief Musician; set to Aijeleth hash-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 day-time, but thou answerest 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 ashamed.

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 Commit thyself unto the LORD; let him deliver him: Let him deliver him, seeing he delighteth in him.

⁹ But thou art he that took me out the womb: Thou didst make me trust 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 gape upon me with their mouth, 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 evil-doers have enclosed 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 upon my vesture do they cast lots.

¹⁹ But be not thou far off, O LORD: O thou my succour, 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; Yea, from the horns of the wild-oxen thou hast answered me.

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 stand in awe of 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 Of thee cometh my praise 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 after him: Let your heart live for ever.

²⁷ All the ends of the earth 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 ruler over the nations

²⁹ All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and worship: All they that go down to the dust shall bow before him, Even he that cannot keep his soul alive.

³⁰ A seed shall serve him; It shall be told of the Lord unto the next generation.

³¹ They shall come and shall declare his righteousness Unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done it.