Psalm XXII.
1
My God, my God, why am I thus
Forsaken and forgot?
Both day and night I cry to thee,
And yet thou hearest not.
2
O holy one of Israel,
Thou didst our fathers save:
They trusted, and they pray'd to thee,
And had, what they did crave.
3
But as a worm I am despis'd,
And counted base and vile:
The common people me deride,
And all that see me smile.
4
They shoot their lips, and shake their heads,
And say, behold the man
That hop'd in God: now let him help,
And save him if he can.
5
But thou art he, who from the breast,
Didst take the care of me:
Yea from my mothers womb, O Lord,
I was preserv'd by thee.
6
Then help me in my troubles now,
No helper else is found:
For Bulls of Bashan compass me,
And have beset me round.
7
They gape as roaring Lyons do,
When for their prey they seek:
I am like water poured out,
And all my bones are weak.
8
My heart is melted like the wax,
My strength like potsheards dry:
My tongue doth cleave unto my jaws,
And I at point to die.
9
For dogs have compast me about,
And with their guards and bands,
The wicked have enclosed me,
And pierc'd my feet and hands.
10
My very bones may all be told,
On me they look and stare;
My Garments they divide by Lot,
To every one their share.
11
But be not far, O God my strength,
Make hast to me, O Lord,
From ravening dogs preserve my soul,
And save me from the sword.
12
O save me from the lions mouth,
As thou hast done before:
And from the horns of Unicorns,
O Lord my life restore.
13
Then I before my brethren all
Will magnifie thy name:
And in the congregation great,
Extol and spread thy fame.
14
O praise him, ye that fear the Lord,
All ye of Jacob's race:
Whom from the prayer of the poor,
Has never turn'd his face.
15
To him in congregations great,
Thank-offerings shall be paid:
And in the presence of his saints,
The vows that I have made.
16
The meek, and they that seek the Lord
Upon those feasts shall feed:
And praise the Lord with chearful hearts
That helps them at their need.
17
The ends of all the world shall see,
And turn unto the Lord:
And by the Gentiles every where,
His Name shall be ador'd.
18
All People shall confess to him.
That he is King of Kings:
And, all the great ones of the earth,
Shall bring their offerings.
19
And when they to the dust shall go,
The next succeeding age,
Shall hear, and learn to serve the Lord,
And be his heritage.
20
And so they shall from age to age,
His righteous acts declare:
That people yet unborn may know
How great his wonders are.
