Psalm 22
Bishops' Bible of 1568 Par ▾ 

The Psalm of the Cross
(Matthew 27:32–56; Mark 15:21–41; Luke 23:26–43; John 19:16–30)

1To the chiefe musition of the mornyng hinde, a psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so farre from my health, and from the wordes of my complaynt?

2O my God I crye all the day tyme, and in the night season, and I ceasse not: but thou hearest not.

3And yet thou most holy: sittest to receaue the prayers of Israel.

4Our fathers hoped in thee: they trusted in thee, & thou didst deliuer them.

5They called vpon thee, and they were helped: they did put their trust in thee, and they were not confounded.

6But as for me I am a worme and no man: a very scorne of men, and an outcast of the people.

7All they that see me, laugh me to scorne: they do make a mowe, and nod their head at me.

8Saying he referreth all to God, loking that God wyll deliuer him and rescue him: for he delighteth only in him.

9But thou art he that tokest me out of my mothers wombe: thou causedst me to trust in thee, suckyng my mothers breastes.

10I haue ben left vnto thee euer since I was borne: thou art my God euen from my mothers wombe.

11O go not far fro me, for trouble is harde at hande: and there is none to helpe me.

12Many oxen are come about me: fat bulles of Bashan close me in on euery syde.

13They gape vpon me with their mouthes: as it were a rampyng and a roryng lion.

14I am as it were into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels.

15My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

16For dogges are come about me, the assemble of the wicked lay siege agaynst me: they haue pearced my handes and my feete, I may tell all my bones.

17(22:16) I may tell all my bones. (22:17) They stande staring & gasing vpon me:

18(22:17) they part my garmentes among them, and they cast lottes vpon my vesture.

19(22:18) But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.

20(22:19) Delyuer my soule from the sworde: and my dearlyng from the dogges pawes.

21(22:20) Saue me from the Lions mouth: delyuer me from the hornes of the Unicornes.

22(22:21) I wyll declare thy name vnto my brethren: I wyll prayse thee in the middest of the congregation.

23(22:22) Saying prayse ye God ye that feare hym: glorifie hym all ye of the seede of Iacob, and stande in awe of hym all ye of the seede of Israel.

24(22:23) For he hath not dispised nor abhorred the affliction of the poore: he hath not hyd his face from hym, but he hearde hym when he cryed vnto hym.

25(22:24) My prayse shalbe of thee in the great congregation: I wyll perfourme my vowes in the syght of them that feare hym.

26(22:25) The poore shall eate, and be satisfied: they that seeke after God shall prayse hym, your heart shall lyue for euer.

27(22:26) All the endes of the worlde shall remember them selues and be turned vnto God: and all the kinredes of the nations shall worshyp before thy face.

28(22:27) For the kingdome is Gods: and he is the gouernour ouer the nations.

29(22:28) All such as be fat vpon the earth shall eate and worshyp: all they that go downe in to the dust shall knele before hym, although he preserued not his owne lyfe.

30(22:29) The posteritie shall serue hym: they shalbe counted vnto the Lorde for a generation.

31(22:30) They wyll come and declare his righteousnesse vnto a people that shalbe borne: for he hath done it.

Bishops' Bible of 1568

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