New American Standard Bible
A Cry of Anguish and a Song of Praise.
For the choir director; upon Aijeleth Hashshahar. A Psalm of David.
1My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?
Far from my deliverance are the words of my groaning.
2O my God, I cry by day, but You do not answer;
3Yet You are holy,
4In You our fathers trusted;
5To You they cried out and were delivered;
6But I am a worm and not a man,
7All who see me sneer at me;
8Commit yourself to the LORD; let Him deliver him;
9Yet You are He who brought me forth from the womb;
10Upon You I was cast from birth;
11Be not far from me, for trouble is near;
12Many bulls have surrounded me;
13They open wide their mouth at me,
14I am poured out like water,
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd,
16For dogs have surrounded me;
17I can count all my bones.
18They divide my garments among them,
19But You, O LORD, be not far off;
20Deliver my soul from the sword,
21Save me from the lions mouth;
22I will tell of Your name to my brethren;
23You who fear the LORD, praise Him;
24For He has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted;
25From You comes my praise in the great assembly;
26The afflicted will eat and be satisfied;
27All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD,
28For the kingdom is the LORDS
29All the prosperous of the earth will eat and worship,
30Posterity will serve Him;
31They will come and will declare His righteousness