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Psalms 21

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Chapter 22

1

 

  To the chief music-maker on Aijeleth-hash-shahar. A Psalm. Of David.
My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?  

 

 


2

 

  O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.  

 

 


3

 

  But you are holy, O you who are seated among the praises of Israel.  

 

 


4

 

  Our fathers had faith in you: they had faith and you were their saviour.  

 

 


5

 

  They sent up their cry to you and were made free: they put their faith in you and were not put to shame.  

 

 


6

 

  But I am a worm and not a man; cursed by men, and looked down on by the people.  

 

 


7

 

  I am laughed at by all those who see me: pushing out their lips and shaking their heads they say,  

 

 


8

 

  He put his faith in the Lord; let the Lord be his saviour now: let the Lord be his saviour, because he had delight in him.  

 

 


9

 

  But it was you who took care of me from the day of my birth: you gave me faith even from my mother's breasts.  

 

 


10

 

  I was in your hands even before my birth; you are my God from the time when I was in my mother's body.  

 

 


11

 

  Be not far from me, for trouble is near; there is no one to give help.  

 

 


12

 

  A great herd of oxen is round me: I am shut in by the strong oxen of Bashan.  

 

 


13

 

  I saw their mouths wide open, like lions crying after food.  

 

 


14

 

  I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.  

 

 


15

 

  My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.  

 

 


16

 

  Dogs have come round me: I am shut in by the band of evil-doers; they made wounds in my hands and feet.  

 

 


17

 

  I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:  

 

 


18

 

  They make a division of my robes among them, by the decision of chance they take my clothing.  

 

 


19

 

  Do not be far from me, O Lord: O my strength, come quickly to my help.  

 

 


20

 

  Make my soul safe from the sword, my life from the power of the dog.  

 

 


21

 

  Be my saviour from the lion's mouth; let me go free from the horns of the cruel oxen.  

 

 


22

 

  I will give the knowledge of your name to my brothers: I will give you praise among the people.  

 

 


23

 

  You who have fear of the Lord, give him praise; all you seed of Jacob, give him glory; go in fear of him, all you seed of Israel.  

 

 


24

 

  For he has not been unmoved by the pain of him who is troubled; or kept his face covered from him; but he has given an answer to his cry.  

 

 


25

 

  My praise will be of you in the great meeting: I will make my offerings before his worshippers.  

 

 


26

 

  The poor will have a feast of good things: those who make search for the Lord will give him praise: your heart will have life for ever.  

 

 


27

 

  All the ends of the earth will keep it in mind and be turned to the Lord: all the families of the nations will give him worship.  

 

 


28

 

  For the kingdom is the Lord's; he is the ruler among the nations.  

 

 


29

 

  All the fat ones of the earth will give him worship; all those who go down to the dust will make themselves low before him, even he who has not enough for the life of his soul.  

 

 


30

 

  A seed will be his servant; the doings of the Lord will be made clear to the generation which comes after.  

 

 


31

 

  They will come and make his righteousness clear to a people of the future because he has done this.  

 

 


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