Psalms

¹ For the choir director. According to Aijeleth Hashshahar. A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Far from my salvation are the words of my groaning.

² And by night, but I have no rest.

³ Enthroned upon the praises of Israel.

⁴ They trusted and You rescued them.

⁵ In You they trusted and were not disappointed.

⁶ A reproach of men and despised by the people.

⁷ They smack their lip, they wag their head, saying,

⁸ Let Him deliver him, because He delights in him.”

⁹ You made me trust when upon my mother’s breasts.

¹⁰ You have been my God from my mother’s womb.

¹¹ For there is none to help.

¹² Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.

¹³ As a lion that tears and roars.

¹⁴ And all my bones are out of joint; My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.

¹⁵ And my tongue cleaves to my jaws; And You lay me in the dust of death.

¹⁶ A band of evildoers has encompassed me; They pierced my hands and my feet.

¹⁷ They look, they stare at me;

¹⁸ And for my clothing they cast lots.

¹⁹ O my Strength, hasten to my help.

²⁰ My only life from the power of the dog.

²¹ From the horns of the wild oxen You have answered me.

²² In the midst of the assembly I will praise You.

²³ All you seed of Jacob, glorify Him, And stand in awe of Him, all you seed of Israel.

²⁴ And He has not hidden His face from him; But when he cried to Him for help, He heard.

²⁵ I shall pay my vows before those who fear Him.

²⁶ Those who seek Him will praise Yahweh. May your heart live forever!

²⁷ And all the families of the nations will worship before You.

²⁸ And He rules over the nations.

²⁹ All those who go down to the dust will bow before Him, Even he who cannot keep his soul alive.

³⁰ It will be recounted about the Lord to the coming generation.

³¹ To a people who will be born, that He has done it.