Psalm 22:1–18
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My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?
You seem far from saving me,
far away from my groans.
2My God, I call to you during the day,
but you do not answer.
I call at night;
I am not silent.
3You sit as the Holy One.
The praises of Israel are your throne.
4Our ancestors trusted you;
they trusted, and you saved them.
5They called to you for help
and were rescued.
They trusted you
and were not disappointed.
6But I am like a worm instead of a man.
People make fun of me and hate me.
7Those who look at me laugh.
They stick out their tongues and shake their heads.
8They say, “Turn to the Lord for help.
Maybe he will save you.
If he likes you,
maybe he will rescue you.”
9You had my mother give birth to me.
You made me trust you
while I was just a baby.
10I have leaned on you since the day I was born;
you have been my God since my mother gave me birth.
11So don’t be far away from me.
Now trouble is near,
and there is no one to help.
12People have surrounded me like angry bulls.
Like the strong bulls of Bashan, they are on every side.
13Like hungry, roaring lions
they open their mouths at me.
14My strength is gone,
like water poured out onto the ground,
and my bones are out of joint.
My heart is like wax;
it has melted inside me.
15My strength has dried up like a clay pot,
and my tongue sticks to the top of my mouth.
You laid me in the dust of death.
16Evil people have surrounded me;
like dogs they have trapped me.
They have bitten my arms and legs.
17I can count all my bones;
people look and stare at me.
18They divided my clothes among them,
and they threw lots for my clothing.
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