Psalms 22:1-13 ▼

1 To the Chief Musician; set to [the tune of] Aijeleth Hashshahar (The Doe of the Dawn). A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

2 O my God, I call out by day, but You do not answer; And by night, but I find no rest nor quiet.

3 But You are holy, O You who are enthroned in [the holy place where] the praises of Israel [are offered].

4 In You our fathers trusted [leaned on, relied on, and were confident]; They trusted and You rescued them.

5 They cried out to You and were delivered; They trusted in You and were not disappointed or ashamed.

6 But I am [treated as] a worm [insignificant and powerless] and not a man; I am the scorn of men and despised by the people.

7 All who see me laugh at me and mock me; They [insultingly] open their lips, they shake their head, saying,

8 “He trusted and committed himself to the LORD, let Him save him. Let Him rescue him, because He delights in him.”

9 Yet You are He who pulled me out of the womb; You made me trust when on my mother’s breasts.

10 I was cast upon You from birth; From my mother’s womb You have been my God.

11 Do not be far from me, for trouble is near; And there is no one to help.

12 Many [enemies like] bulls have surrounded me; Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.

13 They open wide their mouths against me, Like a ravening and a roaring lion.