Psalmi 22

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Bibbia Vulgata Clementina	New American Bible
¹ Psalmus David. Dominus regit me, et nihil mihi deerit :	¹ For the leader; according to "The deer of the dawn." A psalm of David.
² in loco pascuæ, ibi me collocavit. Super aquam refectionis educavit me ;	² My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why so far from my call for help, from my cries of anguish?
³ animam meam convertit. Deduxit me super semitas justitiæ propter nomen suum.	³ My God, I call by day, but you do not answer; by night, but I have no relief.
⁴ Nam etsi ambulavero in medio umbræ mortis, non timebo mala, quoniam tu mecum es. Virga tua, et baculus tuus, ipsa me consolata sunt.	⁴ Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One; you are the glory of Israel.
⁵ Parasti in conspectu meo mensam adversus eos qui tribulant me ; impinguasti in oleo caput meum : et calix meus inebrians, quam præclarus est !	⁵ In you our ancestors trusted; they trusted and you rescued them.
⁶ Et misericordia tua subsequetur me omnibus diebus vitæ meæ ; et ut inhabitem in domo Domini in longitudinem dierum.	⁶ To you they cried out and they escaped; in you they trusted and were not disappointed.
	⁷ But I am a worm, hardly human, scorned by everyone, despised by the people.
	⁸ All who see me mock me; they curl their lips and jeer; they shake their heads at me:
	⁹ "You relied on the LORD--let him deliver you; if he loves you, let him rescue you."
	¹⁰ Yet you drew me forth from the womb, made me safe at my mother's breast.
	¹¹ Upon you I was thrust from the womb; since birth you are my God.
	¹² Do not stay far from me, for trouble is near, and there is no one to help.
	¹³ Many bulls surround me; fierce bulls of Bashan encircle me.
	¹⁴ They open their mouths against me, lions that rend and roar.
	¹⁵ Like water my life drains away; all my bones grow soft. My heart has become like wax, it melts away within me.
	¹⁶ As dry as a potsherd is my throat; my tongue sticks to my palate; you lay me in the dust of death.
	¹⁷ Many dogs surround me; a pack of evildoers closes in on me. So wasted are my hands and feet
	¹⁸ that I can count all my bones. They stare at me and gloat;
	¹⁹ they divide my garments among them; for my clothing they cast lots.
	²⁰ But you, LORD, do not stay far off; my strength, come quickly to help me.
	²¹ Deliver me from the sword, my forlorn life from the teeth of the dog.
	²² Save me from the lion's mouth, my poor life from the horns of wild bulls.
	²³ Then I will proclaim your name to the assembly; in the community I will praise you:
	²⁴ "You who fear the LORD, give praise! All descendants of Jacob, give honor; show reverence, all descendants of Israel!
	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 I will offer praise in the great assembly; my vows I will fulfill before those who fear him.
	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 will worship and turn to the LORD; All the families of nations will bow low before you.
	²⁹ For kingship belongs to the LORD, the ruler over the nations.
	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 I will live for the LORD; my descendants will serve you.
	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.

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