Psalm 22

I will declare thy Name unto my brethren *

in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.

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.

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.

My praise is of thee in the great congregation *

my vows will I perform in the sight of them that fear him.

The poor shall eat and be satisfied *

they that seek after the Lord shall praise him; your heart shall live for ever.

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.

For the kingdom is the Lord’s *

and he is the Governor among the people.

All such as be fat upon earth *

have eaten and worshipped.

All they that go down into the dust shall kneel before him *

and no man hath quickened his own soul.