aMy God, my God, why have You forsaken me? bFar from my deliverance are the words of my cgroaning.
O my God, I acry by day, but You do not answer; And by night, but I have no rest.
Yet aYou are holy, O You who are enthroned upon bthe praises of Israel.
In You our fathers atrusted; They trusted and You bdelivered them.
To You they cried out and were delivered; aIn You they trusted and were not disappointed.
But I am a aworm and not a man, A breproach of men and cdespised by the people.
All who see me asneer at me; They separate with the lip, they bwag the head, saying,
"Commit yourself to the Lord; alet Him deliver him; Let Him rescue him, because He delights in him."
Yet You are He who abrought me forth from the womb; You made me trust when upon my mother's breasts.
Upon You I was cast afrom birth; You have been my God from my mother's womb.
aBe not far from me, for trouble is near; For there is bnone to help.
Many abulls have surrounded me; Strong bulls of bBashan have encircled me.
They aopen wide their mouth at me, As a ravening and a roaring blion.
I am apoured out like water, And all my bbones are out of joint; My cheart is like wax; It is melted within me.
My astrength is dried up like a potsherd, And bmy tongue cleaves to my jaws; And You clay me in the dust of death.
For adogs have surrounded me; A band of evildoers has encompassed me; They bpierced my hands and my feet.
I can count all my bones. aThey look, they stare at me;
They adivide my garments among them, And for my clothing they cast lots.
But You, O Lord, abe not far off; O You my help, bhasten to my assistance.
Deliver my soul from athe sword, My bonly life from the power of the dog.
Save me from the alion's mouth; From the horns of the bwild oxen You canswer me.
I will atell of Your name to my brethren; In the midst of the assembly I will praise You.
aYou who fear the Lord, praise Him; All you descendants of Jacob, bglorify Him, And cstand in awe of Him, all you descendants of Israel.
For He has anot despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; Nor has He bhidden His face from him; But cwhen he cried to Him for help, He heard.
From You comes amy praise in the great assembly; I shall bpay my vows before those who fear Him.
The afflicted will eat and abe satisfied; Those who seek Him will bpraise the Lord. Let your cheart live forever!
All the aends of the earth will remember and turn to the Lord, And all the bfamilies of the nations will worship before You.
For the akingdom is the Lord'S And He brules over the nations.
All the aprosperous of the earth will eat and worship, All those who bgo down to the dust will bow before Him, Even he who ccannot keep his soul alive.
aPosterity will serve Him; It will be told of the Lord to bthe coming generation.
They will come and awill declare His righteousness To a people bwho will be born, that He has performed it.