Psalm 21
For the End; concerning help in the morning; a psalm by David.
O God, my God, hear me; why have you forsaken me? The words of my transgressions are far from my salvation.
O my God, I will cry out by day, but You will not hear me; And by night; but not for a lack of understanding in me.
But You dwell among the saints, O praise of Israel.
Our fathers hoped in You; They hoped in You, and You delivered them.
They cried out to You and were saved; They hoped in You and were not ashamed.
But I am a worm, and not a man; A reproach of man and despised by the people.
All who see me mock me; They speak with their lips and shake their head,
Saying, “He hoped in the Lord, let Him rescue him; Let Him save him since He delights in him.”
For You are He who drew me from the womb, My hope from my mother’s breasts;
I was cast upon You from the womb, From my mother’s womb You are my god.
Do not stand off from me, for affliction is near; There is no one to help.
Many young bulls surrounded me; Fat bulls encircled me.
They opened their mouths against me Like a raging and roaring lion.
I am poured out like water, And all my bones are shattered; My heart is like wax, melting into my stomach.
My strength is dried up like an earthen vessel; My tongue cleaves to my throat; And You led me into the dust of death.
For many dogs surrounded me; An assembly of evildoers enclosed me’ They pierced my hands and my feet.
I numbered all my bones, And they look and stare at me.
They divided my garments among themselves, and for my clothing they cast lots.
But You, O Lord, do not remove Your help from me; Attend to my aid.
Deliver my soul from the sword And my only-begotten from the hand of the dog;
Save me from the lion’s mouth, My humiliation from the horns of unicorns.
I will declare Your nae to my brethren; In the midst of the church I will sing to You.
You who fear the Lord, praise Him. All you seed of Jacob, glorify Him; Fear Him, all you seed of Israel.
For He has not despised or scorned the beggar’s supplication, Nor has He turned away His face from me; And when I cried out to Him, He heard me.
My praise is from You in the great church; I will pay my vows before those who fear Him.
The poor shall eat and be well-filled, And those who seek Him will praise the Lord; Their hearts will live unto ages of ages.
All the ends of the world shall remember and turn to the Lord; And all the families of the Gentiles shall worship You,
For the kingdom is the Lord’s; And He is the Master of the Gentiles.
All the prosperous of the earth ate and worshipped; All going down into the earth shall bow down before Him, And my soul lives with Him.
And my seed shall serve Him; The coming generation shall be told of the Lord,
And they will declare His righteousness to a people who will be born, because the Lord made them