The Book of Psalms

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- Chapter 22 -

The Psalm of the Cross

(Matthew 27:32-56; Mark 15:21-41; Luke 23:26-43; John 19:16-30)

To him that excelleth upon Aiieleth Hasshahar. A Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me, and art so farre from mine health, and from the wordes of my roaring?

O my God, I crie by day, but thou hearest not, and by night, but haue no audience.

But thou art holy, and doest inhabite the prayses of Israel.

Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didest deliuer them.

They called vpon thee, and were deliuered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.

But I am a worme, and not a man: a shame of men, and the contempt of the people.

All they that see me, haue me in derision: they make a mowe and nod the head, saying,

He trusted in the Lord, let him deliuer him: let him saue him, seeing he loueth him.

But thou didest draw me out of ye wombe: thou gauest me hope, euen at my mothers breasts.

I was cast vpon thee, euen from ye wombe: thou art my God from my mothers belly.

Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.

Many yong bulles haue compassed me: mightie bulles of Bashan haue closed me about.

They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.

I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.

My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

For dogges haue compassed me, and the assemblie of the wicked haue inclosed me: they perced mine hands and my feete.

I may tell all my bones: yet they beholde, and looke vpon me.

They part my garments among them, and cast lottes vpon my vesture.

But be thou not farre off, O Lord, my strength: hasten to helpe me.

Deliuer my soule from the sword: my desolate soule from the power of the dogge.

Saue me from the lyons mouth, and answere me in sauing me from the hornes of the vnicornes.

I wil declare thy Name vnto my brethren: in the middes of the Congregation will I praise thee, saying,

Prayse the Lord, ye that feare him: magnifie ye him, all the seede of Iaakob, and feare ye him, all the seede of Israel.

For he hath not despised nor abhorred ye affliction of the poore: neither hath he hid his face from him, but when he called vnto him, he heard.

My prayse shalbe of thee in the great Congregation: my vowes will I perfourme before them that feare him.

The poore shall eate and be satisfied: they that seeke after the Lord, shall prayse him: your heart shall liue for euer.

All the endes of the worlde shall remember themselues, and turne to the Lord: and all the kinreds of the nations shall worship before thee.

For the kingdome is the Lords, and he ruleth among the nations.

All they that be fat in the earth, shall eate and worship: all they that go downe into the dust, shall bowe before him, euen he that cannot quicken his owne soule.

Their seede shall serue him: it shalbe counted vnto the Lord for a generation.

They shall come, and shall declare his righteousnesse vnto a people that shall be borne, because he hath done it.

The Psalm of the Cross

(Matthew 27:32-56; Mark 15:21-41; Luke 23:26-43; John 19:16-30)

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer; in the night season, and am not silent.

But you are holy, you who inhabit the praises of Israel.

Our fathers trusted in you. They trusted, and you delivered them.

They cried to you, and were delivered. They trusted in you, and were not disappointed.

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

All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,

“He trusts in the LORD. Let him deliver him. Let him rescue him, since he delights in him.”

But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust while at my mother’s breasts.

I was thrown on you from my mother’s womb. You are my God since my mother bore me.

Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help.

Many bulls have surrounded me. Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.

They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring.

I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.

For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.(a)

I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.

They divide my garments among them. They cast lots for my clothing.

But don’t be far off, LORD. You are my help. Hurry to help me!

Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dog.

Save me from the lion’s mouth! Yes, you have rescued me from the horns of the wild oxen.

I will declare your name to my brothers. Among the assembly, I will praise you.

You who fear the LORD, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, glorify him! Stand in awe of him, all you descendants of Israel!

For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, neither has he hidden his face from him; but when he cried to him, he heard.

My praise of you comes in the great assembly. I will pay my vows before those who fear him.

The humble shall eat and be satisfied. They shall praise the LORD who seek after him. Let your hearts live forever.

All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the LORD. All the relatives of the nations shall worship before you.

For the kingdom is the LORD’s. He is the ruler over the nations.

All the rich ones of the earth shall eat and worship. All those who go down to the dust shall bow before him, even he who can’t keep his soul alive.

Posterity shall serve him. Future generations shall be told about the Lord.

They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born, for he has done it.

Footnotes

(a)22:16 So Dead Sea Scrolls. Masoretic Text reads, “Like a lion, they pin my hands and feet.”