1 {To the chief Musician. Upon Aijeleth-Shahar. A Psalm of David.} My ?God, my ?God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou far from my salvation, from the words of my groaning?

2 My God, I cry by day, and thou answerest not; and by night, and there is no rest for me:

3 And thou art holy, thou that dwellest amid the praises of Israel.

4 Our fathers confided in thee: they confided, and thou didst deliver them.

5 They cried unto thee, and were delivered; they confided in thee, and were not confounded.

6 But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and the despised of the people.

7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn; they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying:

8 Commit it to Jehovah let him rescue him; let him deliver him, because he delighteth in him!

9 But thou art he that took me out of the womb; thou didst make me trust, upon my mother's breasts.

10 I was cast upon thee from the womb; thou art my ?God from my mother's belly.

11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near; for there is none to help.

12 Many bulls have encompassed me; Bashan's strong ones have beset me round.

13 They gape upon me with their mouth, as a ravening and a roaring lion.

14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is become like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.

15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and thou hast laid me in the dust of death.

16 For dogs have encompassed me; an assembly of evil-doers have surrounded me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

17 I may count all my bones. They look, they stare upon me;

18 They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.

19 But thou, Jehovah, be not far from me; O my strength, haste thee to help me.

20 Deliver my soul from the sword; my only one from the power of the dog;

21 Save me from the lion's mouth. Yea, from the horns of the buffaloes hast thou answered me.

22 I will declare thy name unto my brethren, in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.

23 Ye that fear Jehovah, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and revere him, all ye the seed of Israel.

24 For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him: but when he cried unto him, he heard.

25 My praise is from thee, in the great congregation; I will pay my vows before them that fear him.

26 The meek shall eat and be satisfied; they shall praise Jehovah that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.

27 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn unto Jehovah, and all the families of the nations shall worship before thee:

28 For the kingdom is Jehovah's, and he ruleth among the nations.

29 All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and worship; all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him, and he that cannot keep alive his own soul.

30 A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.

31 They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done it.