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Psalms - ch 22 v 1 - 20
- My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? `Why art thou so' far from helping me, `and from' the words of my groaning?
- O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.
- But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
- Our fathers trusted in thee: They trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
- They cried unto thee, and were delivered: They trusted in thee, and were not put to shame.
- But I am a worm, and no man; A reproach of men, and despised of the people.
- All they that see me laugh me to scorn: They shoot out the lip, they shake the head, `saying',
- Commit `thyself' unto Jehovah; Let him deliver him: Let him rescue him, seeing he delighteth in him.
- But thou art he that took me out of the womb; Thou didst make me trust `when I was' upon my mother's breasts.
- I was cast upon thee from the womb; Thou art my God since my mother bare me.
- Be not far from me; for trouble is near; For there is none to help.
- Many bulls have compassed me; Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
- They gape upon me with their mouth, `As' a ravening and a roaring lion.
- I am poured out like water, And 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; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
- For dogs have compassed me: A company of evil-doers have inclosed me; They pierced my hands and my feet.
- I may count all my bones; They look and stare upon me.
- They part my garments among them, And upon my vesture do they cast lots.
- But be not thou far off, O Jehovah: O thou my succor, haste thee to help me.
- Deliver my soul from the sword, My darling from the power of the dog.
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