Salmos 22

1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? ¶ Why are you so far from saving me, ¶ so far from my cries of anguish?

2 My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer, by night, but I find no rest. [^1]

3 Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One; ¶ you are the one Israel praises. [^2]

4 In you our ancestors put their trust; they trusted and you delivered them.

5 To you they cried out and were saved; in you they trusted and were not put to shame.

6 But I am a worm and not a man, ¶ scorned by everyone, despised by the people.

7 All who see me mock me; they hurl insults, shaking their heads.

8 "He trusts in the LORD," they say, "let the LORD rescue him. ¶ Let him deliver him, ¶ since he delights in him."

9 Yet you brought me out of the womb; ¶ you made me trust in you, even at my mother's breast.

10 From birth I was cast on you; from my mother's womb you have been my God.

11 Do not be far from me, ¶ for trouble is near ¶ and there is no one to help.

12 Many bulls surround me; ¶ strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.

13 Roaring lions that tear their prey open their mouths wide against me.

14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. ¶ My heart has turned to wax; ¶ it has melted within me.

15 My mouth [^3] is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; ¶ you lay me in the dust of death.

16 Dogs surround me, ¶ a pack of villains encircles me; ¶ they pierce [^4] my hands and my feet.

17 All my bones are on display; people stare and gloat over me.

18 They divide my clothes among them and cast lots for my garment.

19 But you, LORD, do not be far from me. ¶ You are my strength; come quickly to help me.

20 Deliver me from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dogs.

21 Rescue me from the mouth of the lions; save me from the horns of the wild oxen.

22 I will declare your name to my people; ¶ in the assembly I will praise you.

23 You who fear the LORD, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, honor him! ¶ Revere him, all you descendants of Israel!

24 For he has not despised or scorned the suffering of the afflicted one; ¶ he has not hidden his face from him ¶ but has listened to his cry for help.

25 From you comes the theme of my praise in the great assembly; ¶ before those who fear you [^5] I will fulfill my vows.

26 The poor will eat and be satisfied; those who seek the LORD will praise him — ¶ may your hearts live forever!

27 All the ends of the earth ¶ will remember and turn to the LORD, ¶ and all the families of the nations ¶ will bow down before him,

28 for dominion belongs to the LORD and he rules over the nations.

29 All the rich of the earth will feast and worship; ¶ all who go down to the dust will kneel before him — ¶ those who cannot keep themselves alive.

30 Posterity will serve him; future generations will be told about the Lord.

31 They will proclaim his righteousness, declaring to a people yet unborn: ¶ He has done it!