To the Overseer, on 'The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of
My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my
salvation, The words of my roaring?
My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night,
and there is no silence to me.
And Thou art holy, Sitting -- the Praise of Israel.
In Thee did our fathers trust -- they trusted, And Thou dost
Unto Thee they cried, and were delivered, In Thee they
trusted, and were not ashamed.
And I am a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and
despised of the people.
All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip
-- shake the head,
'Roll unto Jehovah, He doth deliver him, He doth deliver
him, for he delighted in him.'
For thou art He bringing me forth from the womb,
Causing me to trust, On the breasts of my mother.
On Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my
mother Thou art my God.
Be not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no
Many bulls have surrounded me, Mighty ones of Bashan have
They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and
As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves
have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my
Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is
cleaving to my jaws.
And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded
me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and
I count all my bones -- they look expectingly, They look
They apportion my garments to themselves, And for my
clothing they cause a lot to fall.
And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help
Deliver from the sword my soul, From the paw of a dog mine
Save me from the mouth of a lion: -- And -- from the horns
of the high places Thou hast answered me!
I declare Thy name to my brethren, In the midst of the
assembly I praise Thee.
Ye who fear Jehovah, praise ye Him, All the seed of Jacob,
honour ye Him, And be afraid of Him, all ye seed of Israel.
For He hath not despised, nor abominated, The affliction of
the afflicted, Nor hath He hidden His face from him, And in his crying unto Him
Of Thee my praise is in the great assembly. My vows I
complete before His fearers.
The humble do eat and are satisfied, Praise Jehovah do those
seeking Him, Your heart doth live for ever.
Remember and return unto Jehovah, Do all ends of the earth,
And before Thee bow themselves, Do all families of the nations,
For to Jehovah is the kingdom, And He is ruling among
And the fat ones of earth have eaten, And they bow
themselves, Before Him bow do all going down to dust, And he who hath
not revived his soul.
A seed doth serve Him, It is declared of the Lord to the
They come and declare His righteousness, To a people that is
borne, that He hath made!