Psalm 22

Deus, Deus meus
22
I will declare thy Name unto my brethren *
in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
23
O praise the Lord, ye that fear him *
magnify him, all ye of the seed of Jacob, and fear him, all ye seed of Israel.
24
For he hath not despised, nor abhorred, the low estate of the poor *
he hath not hid his face from him, but when he called unto him he heard him.
25
My praise is of thee in the great congregation *
my vows will I perform in the sight of them that fear him.
26
The poor shall eat and be satisfied *
they that seek after the Lord shall praise him; your heart shall live for ever.
27
All the ends of the world shall remember themselves, and be turned unto the Lord *
and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before him.
28
For the kingdom is the Lord’s *
and he is the Governor among the people.
29
All such as be fat upon earth *
have eaten and worshipped.
30
All they that go down into the dust shall kneel before him *
and no man hath quickened his own soul.