Psalms 22:1-13 ▼

1 Unto the end, for the morning protection, a psalm for David. O God my God, look upon me: why hast thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation are the words of my sins.

2 O my God, I shall cry by day, and thou wilt not hear: and by night, and it shall not be reputed as folly in me.

3 But thou dwellest in the holy place, the praise of Israel.

4 In thee have our fathers hoped: they have hoped, and thou hast delivered them.

5 They cried to thee, and they were saved: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.

6 But I am a worm, and no man: the reproach of men, and the outcast of the people.

7 All they that saw me have laughed me to scorn: they have spoken with the lips, and wagged the head.

8 He hoped in the Lord, let him deliver him: let him save him, seeing he delighteth in him.

9 For thou art he that hast drawn me out of the womb: my hope from the breasts of my mother.

10 I was cast upon thee from the womb. From my mother's womb thou art my God,

11 depart not from me. For tribulation is very near: for there is none to help me.

12 Many calves have surrounded me: fat bulls have besieged me.

13 They have opened their mouths against me, as a lion ravening and roaring.