1 T o the Overseer, on `The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?

2 M y God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.

3 A nd Thou holy, Sitting -- the Praise of Israel.

4 I n Thee did our fathers trust -- they trusted, And Thou dost deliver them.

5 U nto Thee they cried, and were delivered, In Thee they trusted, and were not ashamed.

6 A nd I a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people.

7 A ll beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip -- shake the head,

8 ` Roll unto Jehovah, He doth deliver him, He doth deliver him, for he delighted in him.'

9 F or thou He bringing me forth from the womb, Causing me to trust, On the breasts of my mother.

10 O n Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my mother Thou my God.

11 B e not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.

12 M any bulls have surrounded me, Mighty ones of Bashan have compassed me,

13 T hey have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.

14 A s 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 bowels.

15 D ried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.

16 A nd 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 my feet.

17 I count all my bones -- they look expectingly, They look upon me,

18 T hey apportion my garments to themselves, And for my clothing they cause a lot to fall.

19 A nd Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.

20 D eliver from the sword my soul, From the paw of a dog mine only one.

21 S ave me from the mouth of a lion: -- And -- from the horns of the high places Thou hast answered me!

22 I declare Thy name to my brethren, In the midst of the assembly I praise Thee.

23 Y e who fear Jehovah, praise ye Him, All the seed of Jacob, honour ye Him, And be afraid of Him, all ye seed of Israel.

24 F or 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 He heareth.

25 O f Thee my praise in the great assembly. My vows I complete before His fearers.

26 T he humble do eat and are satisfied, Praise Jehovah do those seeking Him, Your heart doth live for ever.

27 R emember and return unto Jehovah, Do all ends of the earth, And before Thee bow themselves, Do all families of the nations,

28 F or to Jehovah the kingdom, And He is ruling among nations.

29 A nd the fat ones of earth have eaten, And they bow themselves, Before Him bow do all going down to dust, And he hath not revived his soul.

30 A seed doth serve Him, It is declared of the Lord to the generation.

31 T hey come and declare His righteousness, To a people that is borne, that He hath made!