Psalms 22:1-15

¹For the chief musician; set to “The rhythm of the deer.” A psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far from saving me and far from the words of my anguish?

²My God, I cry out in the daytime, but you do not answer, and at night I am not silent!

³Yet you are holy; you sit as king with the praises of Israel.

⁴Our ancestors trusted in you; they trusted in you, and you rescued them.

⁵They cried to you and they were rescued. They trusted in you and were not disappointed.

⁶But I am a worm and not a man, a disgrace to humanity and despised by the people.

⁷All those who see me taunt me; they mock me; they shake their heads at me.

⁸They say, “He trusts in Yahweh; let Yahweh rescue him. Let him rescue him, for he delights in him.”

⁹For you brought me from the womb; you made me trust you when I was on my mother's breasts.

¹⁰I have been thrown on you from the womb; you are my God since I was in my mother's womb!

¹¹Do not be far away from me, for trouble is near; there is no one to help.

¹²Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan surround me.

¹³They open their mouths wide against me like a roaring lion ripping its victim.

¹⁴I am being poured out like water, and all my bones are dislocated. My heart is like wax; it melts away within my inner parts.

¹⁵My strength has dried up like a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have laid me in the dust of death.