Psalm 22
The Psalm of the Cross
1For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Doe of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David.
My God, my God,
why have You forsaken me?a
Why are You so far from saving me,
so far from my words of groaning?
1For the one directing. According to “The Doe of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me, far away from my salvation, from the words of my roaring?
24For He has not despised or detested
the torment of the afflicted.
He has not hidden His face from him,
but has attended to his cry for help.
24For He has not despised and has not detested the affliction of the afflicted, and He has not hidden His face from him, and in his crying out to Him, He has heard.
29All the rich of the earth will feast and worship;
all who go down to the dust will kneel before Him—
even those unable to preserve their lives.
29All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and bow low; before His face will bow all those going down to the dust, even the one unable able to keep alive his soul.