1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
2 My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer;
in the night season, and am not silent.
3 But you are holy,
you who inhabit the praises of Israel.
4 Our fathers trusted in you.
They trusted, and you delivered them.
5 They cried to you, and were delivered.
They trusted in you, and were not disappointed.
6 But I am a worm, and no man;
a reproach of men, and despised by the people.
7 All those who see me mock me.
They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,
8 "He trusts in Yahweh.
Let him deliver him.
Let him rescue him, since he delights in him."
9 But you brought me out of the womb.
You made me trust while at my mother’s breasts.
10 I was thrown on you from my mother’s womb.
You are my God since my mother bore me.
11 Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near.
For there is no one to help.
12 Many bulls have surrounded me.
Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.
13 They open their mouths wide against me,
lions tearing prey and roaring.
14 I am poured out like water.
All my bones are out of joint.
My heart is like wax.
It is melted within me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd.
My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.
You have brought me into the dust of death.
16 For dogs have surrounded me.
A company of evildoers have enclosed me.
They have pierced my hands and feet.
17 I can count all of my bones.
They look and stare at me.
18 They divide my garments among them.
They cast lots for my clothing.
19 But don’t be far off, Yahweh.
You are my help. Hurry to help me!
20 Deliver my soul from the sword,
my precious life from the power of the dog.
21 Save me from the lion’s mouth!
Yes, you have rescued me from the horns of the wild oxen.
22 I will declare your name to my brothers.
Among the assembly, I will praise you.
23 You who fear Yahweh, praise him!
All you descendants of Jacob, glorify him!
Stand in awe of him, all you descendants of Israel!
24 For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted,
Neither has he hidden his face from him;
but when he cried to him, he heard.
25 My praise of you comes in the great assembly.
I will pay my vows before those who fear him.
26 The humble shall eat and be satisfied.
They shall praise Yahweh who seek after him.
Let your hearts live forever.
27 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to Yahweh.
All the relatives of the nations shall worship before you.
28 For the kingdom is Yahweh’s.
He is the ruler over the nations.
29 All the rich ones of the earth shall eat and worship.
All those who go down to the dust shall bow before him,
even he who can’t keep his soul alive.
30 Posterity shall serve him.
Future generations shall be told about the Lord.
31 They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born,
for he has done it.
1 Vir die musiekleier; op die wysie van: "Die hert van die dageraad." 'n Psalm van Dawid.
2 My God, my God, waarom het U my verlaat, ver van my hulp, van die woorde van my gebrul?
3 My God, ek roep bedags, maar U antwoord nie; en snags, en ek kan nie swyg nie.
4 Tog is U die Heilige wat woon onder die lofsange van Israel!
5 Op U het ons vaders vertrou; hulle het vertrou, en U het hulle uitgered.
6 Hulle het U aangeroep en het ontvlug; op U het hulle vertrou en nie beskaamd gestaan nie.
7 Maar ek is 'n wurm en geen man nie, 'n smaad van die mense en verag deur die volk.
8 Almal wat my sien, spot met my; hulle steek die lip uit, hulle skud die hoof en sê:
9 Laat dit aan die HERE oor! Laat Hy hom red, laat Hy hom bevry: Hy het mos behae in hom!
10 Ja, U is dit wat my uit die moederskoot uitgetrek het, wat my veilig laat rus het aan my moeder se bors.
11 Aan U is ek oorgegee van die geboorte af; van die skoot van my moeder af is U my God.
12 Wees nie ver van my af nie, want die nood is naby, want daar is geen helper nie.
13 Baie stiere het my omsingel, sterkes van Basan het my omring.
14 Hulle het hul mond teen my oopgespalk soos 'n leeu wat verskeur en brul.
15 Ek is uitgestort soos water; al my beendere raak los; my hart het soos was geword; dit het gesmelt binne-in my ingewande.
16 My krag is verdroog soos 'n potskerf, en my tong kleef aan my verhemelte; en U lê my neer in die stof van die dood.
17 Want honde het my omsingel; 'n bende kwaaddoeners het my omring; hulle het my hande en my voete deurgrawe.
18 Al my beendere kan ek tel; hulle kyk, hulle sien met welgevalle op my neer!
19 Hulle verdeel my klere onder mekaar en werp die lot oor my gewaad.
20 Maar U, HERE, wees nie ver nie; my Sterkte, maak tog gou om my te help!
21 Red my siel van die swaard, my enigste uit die mag van die hond.
22 Verlos my uit die bek van die leeu, en uit die horings van die buffels het U my verhoor!
23 Ek wil u Naam aan my broers vertel, in die vergadering U prys.
24 Julle wat die HERE vrees, prys Hom! Al die nakomelinge van Jakob, vereer Hom! Ja, vrees Hom, al die nakomelinge van Israel!
25 Want Hy het die ellende van die ellendige nie verag of verfoei en sy aangesig vir hom nie verberg nie; maar Hy het gehoor toe die Hom aangeroep het om hulp.
26 Van U kom my lof in 'n groot vergadering; ek sal my geloftes betaal in teenwoordigheid van die wat Hom vrees.
27 Die ootmoediges sal eet en versadig word; hulle sal die HERE prys wat na Hom soek; mag julle hart vir ewig lewe!
28 Al die eindes van die aarde sal daaraan dink en hulle tot die HERE bekeer, en al die geslagte van die nasies sal voor u aangesig aanbid.
29 Want die koninkryk behoort aan die HERE, en Hy heers oor die nasies.
30 Al die grotes van die aarde sal eet en aanbid; almal wat in die stof neerdaal, sal voor sy aangesig kniel en hy wat sy siel nie in die lewe kan hou nie.
31 'n Nageslag sal Hom dien; dit sal vertel word van die HERE aan die volgende geslag. [ (Psalms 22:32) Hulle sal aankom en sy geregtigheid verkondig aan die volk wat gebore word; want Hy het dit gedoen. ]