Psalms 22 | Strong's Bible

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CHAPTER 22

For the choirmaster.

To the tune of

“The Doe

of the Dawn.”

A Psalm

of David.

My God,

my God,

why

have You forsaken me?

Why are You so far

from saving me,

so far from my words

of groaning?

I cry out

by day,

O my God,

but You do not answer,

and by night,

but I have no

rest.

Yet You

are holy,

enthroned

on the praises

of Israel.

In You

our fathers

trusted;

they trusted

and You delivered them.

They cried out

to You

and were set free;

they trusted

in You

and were not

disappointed.

But I

am a worm

and not

a man,

scorned

by men

and despised

by the people.

All

who see me

mock me;

they sneer

and shake

their heads:

“He trusts

in

the LORD,

let the LORD deliver him;

let the LORD rescue him,

since

He delights in him.”

Yet

You

brought me

out of the womb;

You secured me

at

my mother’s

breast.

From birth

I was cast

upon You;

from my mother’s

womb

You

have been my God.

Be not

far

from me,

for

trouble

is near

and

there is no

one to help.

Many

bulls

surround me;

strong

bulls of Bashan

encircle me.

They open

their jaws

against me

like lions

that roar

and maul.

I am poured out

like water,

and all

my bones

are disjointed.

My heart

is

like wax;

it melts away

within

me.

My strength

is dried up

like a potsherd,

and my tongue

sticks

to the roof of my mouth.

You lay me

in the dust

of death.

For

dogs

surround me;

a band

of evil men

encircles me;

they have pierced

my hands

and feet.

I can count

all

my bones;

they

stare

and gloat over me.

They divide

my garments

among them

and cast

lots

for

my clothing.

But You,

O LORD,

be not

far off;

O my strength,

come quickly

to help.

Deliver

my soul

from the sword,

my precious life

from the power

of wild dogs.

Save me

from the mouth

of the lion;

at the horns

of the wild oxen

You have answered Me!

I will proclaim

Your name

to my brothers;

I will praise You

in

the assembly.

You who fear

the LORD,

praise Him!

All

descendants

of Jacob,

honor Him!

All

offspring

of Israel,

revere Him!

For

He has not

despised

or detested

the torment

of the afflicted.

He has not

hidden

His face

from him,

but has attended

to his

cry for help.

From You

comes my praise

in the great

assembly;

before

those who fear You

I will fulfill

my vows.

The poor

will eat

and be satisfied;

those who seek

the LORD

will praise Him.

May your hearts

live

forever!

All

the ends

of the earth

will remember

and turn

to

the LORD.

All

the families

of the nations

will bow down

before Him.

For

dominion

belongs to the LORD

and He rules

over the nations.

All

the rich

of the earth

will feast

and worship;

all

who go down

to the dust

will kneel

before Him—

even those unable

to preserve

their lives.

Posterity

will serve Him;

they will declare

the Lord

to a new generation.

They will come

and proclaim

His righteousness

to a people

yet unborn—

all that

He has done.

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