Psalms 22:1-9

¹To the chief Musician. Upon Aijeleth-Shahar. A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou far from my salvation, from the words of my groaning?

²My God, I cry by day, and thou answerest not; and by night, and there is no rest for me:

³And thou art holy, thou that dwellest amid the praises of Israel.

⁴Our fathers confided in thee: they confided, and thou didst deliver them.

⁵They cried unto thee, and were delivered; they confided in thee, and were not confounded.

⁶But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and the despised of the people.

⁷All they that see me laugh me to scorn; they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying:

⁸Commit it to Jehovah — let him rescue him; let him deliver him, because he delighteth in him!

⁹But thou art he that took me out of the womb; thou didst make me trust, upon my mother's breasts.