To the Chief Musician. Upon the hind of the morning. A Psalm Of David
1 My God! my God! why hast thou forsaken me? [Why art thou] far from my help, from the words of my roaring?
2 O my God! I cry by day, and thou dost not hear: And in the night, and am not silent.
3 Yet thou art holy, Inhabiting the praises of Israel.
4 In thee trust did our fathers: They trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
5 To thee they cried, and were saved: In thee they trusted, and were not put to shame.
6 But I am a worm, and not a man; The reproach of men, and despised of the people.
7 All who see me scoff at me: They thrust out the lip, they shake the head.
8 |He hath devolved,| say they, |upon Jehovah, his cause, let him rescue him, |Let him deliver him, since he hath a favor for him.|
9 Surely it is thou who didst take me out of the womb, Causing me to confide upon the breasts of my mother.
10 Upon thee I was cast from the womb: From the belly of my mother my God art thou.
11 Depart not far from me, for trouble is near, For there is no helper.
12 Encompassed me have bulls [that are] strong, The bulls of Bashan have beset me.
13 They have opened upon me their mouth, As a lion ravening and roaring.
14 Like water I have flowed, And disjointed have been all my bones: My heart hath been like wax, It hath been melted in the midst of my bowels.
15 Dried up as a potsherd hath been my strength, And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And to the dust of death thou hast brought me.
16 For encompassed me have dogs; The assembly of the wicked have surrounded me: They have pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I will count all my bones; As for them they look and gaze upon me.
18 They divide my garments among them; Upon my vesture they cast the lot.
19 And thou, O Jehovah! be not far from me; Thou who art my strength, to my aid hasten.
20 Rescue from the sword my soul; From the hand of the dog my only one.
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion, And from the horns of unicorns do thou hear me.
22 I will declare thy name to my brethren; In the midst of the assembly will I praise thee.
23 Saying, |Ye who fear Jehovah praise him: |All ye the seed of Jacob glorify him: |And stand in awe of him, all ye the seed of Israel.
24 |For he hath not despised nor disdained the poor; |Nor hath he hidden his face from him; |And when he cried to him, he heard him.|
25 From thee shall proceed my praise in the congregation great; My vows will I pay before them that fear him.
26 Eat shall the poor, and be satisfied; They shall praise Jehovah who seek him; Your heart shall live for ever.
27 Remember and turn to Jehovah shall all the ends of the earth; And prostrate themselves before his face shall all the tribes of the Gentiles.
28 For Jehovah's is the kingdom, That he may have dominion among the Gentiles.
29 Eat and worship shall all the fat ones of the earth: Before his face shall bow all who are going down to the dust; And he who his own soul doth not quicken.
30 Their seed shall serve him, It shall be registered to the Lord for a generation.
31 They shall come and shall declare his righteousness, To a people that shall be born, because he hath done [this.],