Psalms 22

CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN	Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition
1 A Psalm of David. The Lord directs me, and nothing will be lacking to me.	1 To the choirmaster: according to The Hind of the Dawn. A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Why art thou so far from helping me, from the words of my groaning?
2 He has settled me here, in a place of pasture. He has led me out to the water of refreshment.	2 O my God, I cry by day, but thou dost not answer; and by night, but find no rest.
3 He has converted my soul. He has led me away on the paths of justice, for the sake of his name.	3 Yet thou art holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
4 For, even if I should walk in the midst of the shadow of death, I will fear no evils. For you are with me. Your rod and your staff, they have given me consolation.	4 In thee our fathers trusted; they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
5 You have prepared a table in my sight, opposite those who trouble me. You have anointed my head with oil, and my cup, which inebriates me, how brilliant it is!	5 To thee they cried, and were saved; in thee they trusted, and were not disappointed.
6 And your mercy will follow me all the days of my life, and so may I dwell in the house of the Lord for length of days.	6 But I am a worm, and no man; scorned by men, and despised by the people.
	7 All who see me mock at me, they make mouths at me, they wag their heads;
	8 "He committed his cause to the LORD; let him deliver him, let him rescue him, for he delights in him!"
	9 Yet thou art he who took me from the womb; thou didst keep me safe upon my mother's breasts.
	10 Upon thee was I cast from my birth, and since my mother bore me thou hast been my God.
	11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is none to help.
	12 Many bulls encompass me, strong bulls of Bashan surround me;
	13 they open wide their mouths at me, like a ravening and roaring lion.
	14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax, it is melted within my breast;
	15 my strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaves to my jaws; thou dost lay me in the dust of death.
	16 Yea, dogs are round about me; a company of evildoers encircle me; they have pierced my hands and feet--
	17 I can count all my bones-- they stare and gloat over me;
	18 they divide my garments among them, and for my raiment they cast lots.
	19 But thou, O LORD, be not far off! O thou my help, hasten to my aid!
	20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my life from the power of the dog!
	21 Save me from the mouth of the lion, my afflicted soul from the horns of the wild oxen!
	22 I will tell of thy name to my brethren; in the midst of the congregation I will praise thee:
	23 You who fear the LORD, praise him! all you sons of Jacob, glorify him, and stand in awe of him, all you sons of Israel!
	24 For he has not despised or abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; and he has not hid his face from him, but has heard, when he cried to him.
	25 From thee comes my praise in the great congregation; my vows I will pay before those who fear him.
	26 The afflicted shall eat and be satisfied; those who seek him shall praise the LORD! May your hearts live for ever!
	27 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the LORD; and all the families of the nations shall worship before him.
	28 For dominion belongs to the LORD, and he rules over the nations.
	29 Yea, to him shall all the proud of the earth bow down; before him shall bow all who go down to the dust, and he who cannot keep himself alive.
	30 Posterity shall serve him; men shall tell of the Lord to the coming generation,
	31 and proclaim his deliverance to a people yet unborn, that he has wrought it.