1  [To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David.]
2  My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? 
   why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
3  O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; 
   and in the night season, and am not silent.
4  But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
5  Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
6  They cried unto thee, and were delivered: 
   they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
7  But I am a worm, and no man; 
   a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
8  All they that see me laugh me to scorn: 
   they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
9  He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him:
   let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
10 But thou art he that took me out of the womb:
   thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.
11 I was cast upon thee from the womb:
   thou art my God from my mother's belly.
12 Be not far from me; for trouble is near;
   for there is none to help.
13 Many bulls have compassed me: 
   strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
14 They gaped upon me with their mouths,
   as a ravening and a roaring lion.
15 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint:
   my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
16 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; 
   and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; 
   and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
17 For dogs have compassed me: 
   the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: 
   they pierced my hands and my feet.
18 I may tell all my bones:
   they look and stare upon me.
19 They part my garments among them, 
   and cast lots upon my vesture.
20 But be not thou far from me, O LORD:
   O my strength, haste thee to help me.
21 Deliver my soul from the sword; 
   my darling from the power of the dog.
22 Save me from the lion's mouth: 
   for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.
23 I will declare thy name unto my brethren: 
   in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
24 Ye that fear the LORD, praise him; 
   all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.
25 For he hath not despised nor abhorred 
   the affliction of the afflicted;
   neither hath he hid his face from him; 
   but when he cried unto him, he heard.
26 My praise shall be of thee in the great congregation: 
   I will pay my vows before them that fear him.
27 The meek shall eat and be satisfied:
   they shall praise the LORD that seek him: 
   your heart shall live for ever.
28 All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the LORD: 
   and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.
29 For the kingdom is the LORD'S: and he is the governor among the nations.
30 All they that be fat upon earth shall eat and worship: 
   all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him: 
   and none can keep alive his own soul.
31 A seed shall serve him; 
   it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.
32 They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness 
   unto a people that shall be born,
   that he hath done this.