My God, my God, why have you forsaken me:
why are you so far from my
help,
and from my cry of distress ?
Oh my God I cry out in the
daytime.
But you do not answer:
at night also, but I get no
relief.
But you are the Holy One:
enthroned on the praises of
your people.
Our ancestors trusted in
you:
They trusted and you
delivered them.
They called to you and were
rescued:
they put their trust in you,
and were not disappointed.
But I am a worm and
something less than human:
an object of scorn and an
outcast of the people.
All those who see me laugh
me to scorn:
they curl their lips and toss
their heads saying.
'You trusted in God for
deliverance:
if God cares for you, let God
rescue you.'
But you are the one who took
me out of the womb:
you kept me safe upon my
mother's breast.
On you have I been cast ever
since I was born:
and you are my God even from
my mother's womb.
Be not far from me, for
trouble is close at hand:
and there is no one to help
me.
Many bulls have come around
me:
great bulls of Bashan close
in on me from every side.
They open wide their mouths
at me;
like ravening and roaring
lions.
I am poured out like water,
and all my bones are out of
joint;
my heart within my breast has
melted like wax.
My mouth is parched as dry
clay,
my tongue clings to my jaws:
and I am laid in the dust of
death.
Many dogs have come around
me:
and the wicked hem me in on
every side.
They pierce my hands and my
feet.
I can count all my bones:
they stand staring and
gloating over me.
They share out my garments
among them:
and they cast lots for my
clothing.
Do not stand far off from me
O Lord:
you are my helper, come
quickly to my rescue.
Deliver me from the sword:
my precious life from the
mauling of dogs.
Save me fromt he lions
mouth:
my afflicted soul from the
horns of the wild cattle.
