King James Bible

New Living Translation

1To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?

1My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far away when I groan for help?

2O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.

2Every day I call to you, my God, but you do not answer. Every night I lift my voice, but I find no relief.

3But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.

3Yet you are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.

4Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.

4Our ancestors trusted in you, and you rescued them.

5They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.

5They cried out to you and were saved. They trusted in you and were never disgraced.

6But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.

6But I am a worm and not a man. I am scorned and despised by all!

7All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,

7Everyone who sees me mocks me. They sneer and shake their heads, saying,

8He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.

8“Is this the one who relies on the LORD? Then let the LORD save him! If the LORD loves him so much, let the LORD rescue him!”

9But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.

9Yet you brought me safely from my mother’s womb and led me to trust you at my mother’s breast.

10I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother's belly.

10I was thrust into your arms at my birth. You have been my God from the moment I was born.

11Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.

11Do not stay so far from me, for trouble is near, and no one else can help me.

12Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

12My enemies surround me like a herd of bulls; fierce bulls of Bashan have hemmed me in!

13They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.

13Like lions they open their jaws against me, roaring and tearing into their prey.

14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.

14My life is poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, melting within me.

15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

15My strength has dried up like sunbaked clay. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have laid me in the dust and left me for dead.

16For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

16My enemies surround me like a pack of dogs; an evil gang closes in on me. They have pierced my hands and feet.

17I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.

17I can count all my bones. My enemies stare at me and gloat.

18They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.

18They divide my garments among themselves and throw dice for my clothing.

19But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.

19O LORD, do not stay far away! You are my strength; come quickly to my aid!

20Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.

20Save me from the sword; spare my precious life from these dogs.

21Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.

21Snatch me from the lion’s jaws and from the horns of these wild oxen.

22I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.

22I will proclaim your name to my brothers and sisters. I will praise you among your assembled people.

23Ye that fear the LORD, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.

23Praise the LORD, all you who fear him! Honor him, all you descendants of Jacob! Show him reverence, all you descendants of Israel!

24For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.

24For he has not ignored or belittled the suffering of the needy. He has not turned his back on them, but has listened to their cries for help.

25My praise shall be of thee in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.

25I will praise you in the great assembly. I will fulfill my vows in the presence of those who worship you.

26The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.

26The poor will eat and be satisfied. All who seek the LORD will praise him. Their hearts will rejoice with everlasting joy.

27All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the LORD: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.

27The whole earth will acknowledge the LORD and return to him. All the families of the nations will bow down before him.

28For the kingdom is the LORD'S: and he is the governor among the nations.

28For royal power belongs to the LORD. He rules all the nations.

29All they that be fat upon earth shall eat and worship: all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him: and none can keep alive his own soul.

29Let the rich of the earth feast and worship. Bow before him, all who are mortal, all whose lives will end as dust.

30A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.

30Our children will also serve him. Future generations will hear about the wonders of the Lord.

31They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done this.

31His righteous acts will be told to those not yet born. They will hear about everything he has done.

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