My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?

You who have fear of the Lord, give him praise; all you seed of Jacob, give him glory; go in fear of him, all you seed of Israel.

For he has not been unmoved by the pain of him who is troubled; or kept his face covered from him; but he has given an answer to his cry.

They will come and make his righteousness clear to a people of the future because he has done this.

The poor will have a feast of good things: those who make search for the Lord will give him praise: your heart will have life for ever.

A seed will be his servant; the doings of the Lord will be made clear to the generation which comes after.

My praise will be of you in the great meeting: I will make my offerings before his worshippers.

All the ends of the earth will keep it in mind and be turned to the Lord: all the families of the nations will give him worship.

Dogs have come round me: I am shut in by the band of evil-doers; they made wounds in my hands and feet.

For the kingdom is the Lord's; he is the ruler among the nations.

They make a division of my robes among them, by the decision of chance they take my clothing.

I will give the knowledge of your name to my brothers: I will give you praise among the people.

But I am a worm and not a man; cursed by men, and looked down on by the people.

I am laughed at by all those who see me: pushing out their lips and shaking their heads they say,

But you are holy, O you who are seated among the praises of Israel.

O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.

I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.

But it was you who took care of me from the day of my birth: you gave me faith even from my mother's breasts.

All the fat ones of the earth will give him worship; all those who go down to the dust will make themselves low before him, even he who has not enough for the life of his soul.

I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:

I was in your hands even before my birth; you are my God from the time when I was in my mother's body.

A great herd of oxen is round me: I am shut in by the strong oxen of Bashan.

Do not be far from me, O Lord: O my strength, come quickly to my help.

My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.

Be my saviour from the lion's mouth; let me go free from the horns of the cruel oxen.

Our fathers had faith in you: they had faith and you were their saviour.

He put his faith in the Lord; let the Lord be his saviour now: let the Lord be his saviour, because he had delight in him.

Be not far from me, for trouble is near; there is no one to give help.

They sent up their cry to you and were made free: they put their faith in you and were not put to shame.

I saw their mouths wide open, like lions crying after food.

Make my soul safe from the sword, my life from the power of the dog.