Psalm 22:1–18
1 aMy God, my God, why have You forsaken me?
1bFar from my deliverance are the words of my 2cgroaning.
2 O my God, I acry by day, but You do not answer;
And by night, but 1I have no rest.
3 Yet aYou are holy,
O You who 1are enthroned upon bthe praises of Israel.
4 In You our fathers atrusted;
They trusted and You bdelivered them.
5 To You they cried out and were delivered;
aIn You they trusted and were not 1disappointed.
6 But I am a aworm and not a man,
A breproach of men and cdespised by the people.
7 All who see me 1asneer at me;
They 2separate with the lip, they bwag the head, saying,
8 “1Commit yourself to the Lord; alet Him deliver him;
Let Him rescue him, because He delights in him.”
9 Yet You are He who abrought me forth from the womb;
You made me trust when upon my mother’s breasts.
10 Upon You I was cast afrom 1birth;
You have been my God from my mother’s womb.
11 aBe not far from me, for 1trouble is near;
For there is bnone to help.
12 Many abulls have surrounded me;
Strong bulls of bBashan have encircled me.
13 They aopen wide their mouth at me,
As a ravening and a roaring blion.
14 I am apoured out like water,
And all my bbones are out of joint;
My cheart is like wax;
It is melted within 1me.
15 My astrength is dried up like a potsherd,
And bmy tongue cleaves to my jaws;
And You clay me 1in the dust of death.
16 For adogs have surrounded me;
1A band of evildoers has encompassed me;
2They bpierced my hands and my feet.
aThey look, they stare at me;
18 They adivide my garments among them,
And for my clothing they cast lots.