"My God, my God, why have you deserted me?"

My God, my God, why have you
     deserted me?
Why are you so far away?
Won't you listen to my groans
     and come to my rescue?
I cry out day and night,
but you don't answer,
     and I can never rest.

Yet you are the holy God,
ruling from your throne
     and praised by Israel.
Our ancestors trusted you,
     and you rescued them.
When they cried out for help,
     you saved them,
and you did not let them down
     when they depended on you.

But I am merely a worm,
     far less than human,
and I am hated and rejected
     by people everywhere.
Everyone who sees me
     makes fun and sneers.
They shake their heads,
     and say, "Trust the Lord!
If you are his favorite,
let him protect you
     and keep you safe."

You, Lord, brought me
     safely through birth,
and you protected me
when I was a baby
     at my mother's breast.
From the day I was born,
     I have been in your care,
and from the time of my birth,
     you have been my God.

Don't stay far off
when I am in trouble
     with no one to help me.
Enemies are all around
     like a herd of wild bulls.
Powerful bulls from Bashan
     are everywhere.
My enemies are like lions
roaring and attacking
     with jaws open wide.

I have no more strength
     than a few drops of water.
All my bones are out of joint;
     my heart is like melted wax.
My strength has dried up
     like a broken clay pot.
and my tongue sticks
     to the roof of my mouth.
You, God, have left me
     to die in the dirt.

Brutal enemies attack me
     like a pack of dogs,
tearing at my hands
     and my feet.
I can count all my bones,
and my enemies just stare
     and sneer at me.
They took my clothes
     and gambled for them.

Don't stay far away, Lord!
My strength comes from you,
     so hurry and help.
Rescue me from enemy swords
and save me from those dogs.
     Don't let lions eat me.

You rescued me from the horns
     of wild bulls,
and when your people meet,
     I will praise you, Lord.

All who worship the Lord,
     now praise him!
You belong to Jacob's family
and to the people of Israel,
     so fear and honor the Lord!
The Lord doesn't hate
or despise the helpless
     in all of their troubles.
When I cried out, he listened
     and did not turn away.

When your people meet,
you will fill my heart
     with your praises, Lord,
and everyone will see me
     keep my promises to you.
The poor will eat and be full,
and all who worship you
     will be thankful
     and live in hope.

Everyone on this earth
     will remember you, Lord.
People all over the world
     will turn and worship you,
because you are in control,
     the ruler of all nations.

All who are rich
and have more than enough
     will bow down to you, Lord.
Even those who are dying
and almost in the grave
     will come and bow down.
In the future, everyone
will worship and learn
     about you, our Lord.
People not yet born
will be told,
     "The Lord has saved us!"


                                                                                         Psalm 22

Contemporary English Version The Holy Bible (New York , NY: American Bible Society 1995)