Psalms 22

DOUAI-RHEIMS	NEW AMERICAN BIBLE
1 Unto the end, for the morning protection, a psalm for David.	1 For the leader; according to "The deer of the dawn." A psalm of David.
2 O God my God, look upon me: why hast thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation are the words of my sins.	2 My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why so far from my call for help, from my cries of anguish?
3 O my God, I shall cry by day, and thou wilt not hear: and by night, and it shall not be reputed as folly in me.	3 My God, I call by day, but you do not answer; by night, but I have no relief.
4 But thou dwellest in the holy place, the praise of Israel.	4 Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One; you are the glory of Israel.
5 In thee have our fathers hoped: they have hoped, and thou hast delivered them.	5 In you our ancestors trusted; they trusted and you rescued them.
6 They cried to thee, and they were saved: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.	6 To you they cried out and they escaped; in you they trusted and were not disappointed.
7 But I am a worm, and no man: the reproach of men, and the outcast of the people.	7 But I am a worm, hardly human, scorned by everyone, despised by the people.
8 All they that saw me have laughed me to scorn: they have spoken with the lips, and wagged the head.	8 All who see me mock me; they curl their lips and jeer; they shake their heads at me:
9 He hoped in the Lord, let him deliver him: let him save him, seeing he delighteth in him.	9 "You relied on the LORD--let him deliver you; if he loves you, let him rescue you."
10 For thou art he that hast drawn me out of the womb: my hope from the breasts of my mother.	10 Yet you drew me forth from the womb, made me safe at my mother's breast.
11 I was cast upon thee from the womb. From my mother's womb thou art my God,	11 Upon you I was thrust from the womb; since birth you are my God.
12 depart not from me. For tribulation is very near: for there is none to help me.	12 Do not stay far from me, for trouble is near, and there is no one to help.
13 Many calves have surrounded me: fat bulls have besieged me.	13 Many bulls surround me; fierce bulls of Bashan encircle me.
14 They have opened their mouths against me, as a lion ravening and roaring.	14 They open their mouths against me, lions that rend and roar.
15 I am poured out like water; and all my bones are scattered. My heart is become like wax melting in the midst of my bowels.	15 Like water my life drains away; all my bones grow soft. My heart has become like wax, it melts away within me.
16 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue hath cleaved to my jaws: and thou hast brought me down into the dust of death.	16 As dry as a potsherd is my throat; my tongue sticks to my palate; you lay me in the dust of death.
17 For many dogs have encompassed me: the council of the malignant hath besieged me. They have dug my hands and feet.	17 Many dogs surround me; a pack of evildoers closes in on me. So wasted are my hands and feet
18 They have numbered all my bones. And they have looked and stared upon me.	18 that I can count all my bones. They stare at me and gloat;
19 They parted my garments amongst them; and upon my vesture they cast lots.	19 they divide my garments among them; for my clothing they cast lots.
20 But thou, O Lord, remove not thy help to a distance from me; look towards my defence.	20 But you, LORD, do not stay far off; my strength, come quickly to help me.
21 Deliver, O God, my soul from the sword: my only one from the hand of the dog.	21 Deliver me from the sword, my forlorn life from the teeth of the dog.
22 Save me from the lion's mouth; and my lowness from the horns of the unicorns.	22 Save me from the lion's mouth, my poor life from the horns of wild bulls.
23 I will declare thy name to my brethren: in the midst of the church will I praise thee.	23 Then I will proclaim your name to the assembly; in the community I will praise you:
24 Ye that fear the Lord, praise him: all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him.	24 "You who fear the LORD, give praise! All descendants of Jacob, give honor; show reverence, all descendants of Israel!
25 Let all the seed of Israel fear him: because he hath not slighted nor despised the supplication of the poor man. Neither hath he turned away his face from me: and when I cried to him he heard me.	25 For God has not spurned or disdained the misery of this poor wretch, Did not turn away from me, but heard me when I cried out.
26 With thee is my praise in a great church: I will pay my vows in the sight of them that fear him.	26 I will offer praise in the great assembly; my vows I will fulfill before those who fear him.
27 The poor shall eat and shall be filled: and they shall praise the Lord that seek him: their hearts shall live for ever and ever.	27 The poor will eat their fill; those who seek the LORD will offer praise. May your hearts enjoy life forever!"
28 All the ends of the earth shall remember, and shall be converted to the Lord: And all the kindreds of the Gentiles shall adore in his sight.	28 All the ends of the earth will worship and turn to the LORD; All the families of nations will bow low before you.
29 For the kingdom is the Lord's; and he shall have dominion over the nations.	29 For kingship belongs to the LORD, the ruler over the nations.
30 All the fat ones of the earth have eaten and have adored: all they that go down to the earth shall fall before him.	30 All who sleep in the earth will bow low before God; All who have gone down into the dust will kneel in homage.
31 And to him my soul shall live: and my seed shall serve him.	31 And I will live for the LORD; my descendants will serve you.
32 There shall be declared to the Lord a generation to come: and the heavens shall shew forth his justice to a people that shall be born, which the Lord hath made.	32 The generation to come will be told of the Lord, that they may proclaim to a people yet unborn the deliverance you have brought.