Psalm 22:1–11
1 aMy God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
Why art thou so far †from helping me, and from the words of bmy roaring?
2 O my God, I cry bbin the daytime, but thou hearest not;
And in the night season, and †am not silent.
3 But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the cpraises of Israel.
4 Our fathers trusted in thee:
They trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
5 They dcried unto thee, and were delivered:
eThey trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
6 But I am fa worm, and no man;
A ffreproach of men, and gdespised of the people.
7 hAll they that see me laugh me to scorn:
They †shoot out the lip, ithey shake the head, saying,
8 j†He trusted on the Lord that khe would deliver him:
Let him deliver him, ||seeing he ldelighted in him.
9 But thou art he that mntook me out of the womb:
Thou ||didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts.
10 I was ncast upon thee from the womb:
Thou art my God ofrom my mother’s belly.
11 Be not far from me; for trouble is near;
For there is †none to help.