Psalm 22
For the music leader. According to the “Doe of Dawn.” A psalm of David.
22 My God! My God,
why have you left me all alone? Why are you so far from saving me— so far from my anguished groans? 2 My God, I cry out during the day, but you don’t answer; even at nighttime I don’t stop. 3 You are the holy one, enthroned. You are Israel’s praise. 4 Our ancestors trusted you— they trusted you and you rescued them; 5 they cried out to you and they were saved; they trusted you and they weren’t ashamed.
6 But I’m just a worm, less than human;
insulted by one person, despised by another. 7 All who see me make fun of me— they gape, shaking their heads: 8 “He committed himself to the Lord, so let God rescue him; let God deliver him because God likes him so much.” 9 But you are the one who pulled me from the womb, placing me safely at my mother’s breasts. 10 I was thrown on you from birth; you’ve been my God since I was in my mother’s womb. 11 Please don’t be far from me, because trouble is near and there’s no one to help.
12 Many bulls surround me;
mighty bulls from Bashan encircle me. 13 They open their mouths at me like a lion ripping and roaring! 14 I’m poured out like water. All my bones have fallen apart. My heart is like wax; it melts inside me. 15 My strength is dried up like a piece of broken pottery. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you’ve set me down in the dirt of death.
Common English Bible (CEB), used with permission
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