Psalms 22:1-13 ▼

1 For the choir director. According to Aijeleth Hashshahar. A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Far from my salvation are the words of my groaning.

2 O my God, I call by day, but You do not answer; And by night, but I have no rest.

3 Yet You are holy, Enthroned upon the praises of Israel.

4 In You our fathers trusted; They trusted and You rescued them.

5 To You they cried out and were granted escape; In You they trusted and were not disappointed.

6 But I am a worm and not a man, A reproach of men and despised by the people.

7 All who see me mock me; They smack their lip, they wag their head, saying,

8 “Commit yourself to Yahweh; let Him rescue him; Let Him deliver him, because He delights in him.”

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

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

11 Be not far from me, for distress is near; For there is none to help.

12 Many bulls have surrounded me; Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.

13 They open wide their mouth at me, As a lion that tears and roars.