Psalm 22

Deus, Deus meus

My God, my God, look upon me; why hast thou forsaken me *

and art so far from my health, and from the words of my complaint?

O my God, I cry in the day-time, but thou hearest not *

and in the night-season also I take no rest.

And thou continuest holy *

O thou worship of Israel.

Our fathers hoped in thee *

they trusted in thee, and thou didst deliver them.

They called upon thee, and were holpen *

they put their trust in thee, and were not confounded.

But as for me, I am a worm, and no man *

a very scorn of men, and the outcast of the people.

All they that see me laugh me to scorn *

they shoot our their lips, and shake their heads, saying,

He trusted in God, that he would deliver him *

let him deliver him, if he will have him.

But thou art he that took me out of my mother’s womb *

thou wast my hope, when I hanged yet upon my mother’s breasts.

I have been left unto thee ever since I was born *

thou art my God, even from my mother’s womb.

O go not from me, for trouble is hard at hand *

and there is none to help me.

Many oxen are come about me *

fat bulls of Basan close me in on every side.

They gape upon me with their mouths *

as it were a ramping and a roaring lion.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint *

my heart also in the midst of my body is even like melting wax.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my gums *

and thou shalt bring me into the dust of death.

For many dogs are come about me *

and the council of the wicked layeth siege against me.

They pierced my hands and my feet; I may tell all my bones *

they stand staring and looking upon me.

They part my garments among them *

and casts lots upon my vesture.

But be not thou far from me, O Lord *

thou art my succour, haste thee to help me.

Deliver my soul from the sword *

my darling from the power of the dog.

Save me from the lion’s mouth *

thou hast heard me also from among the horns of the unicorns.

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.

My seed shall serve him *

they shall be counted unto the Lord for a generation.

They shall come, and the heavens shall declare his righteousness *

unto a people that shall be born, whom the Lord hath made.

Psalm 40

Expectans expectavi

I waited patiently for the Lord *

and he inclined unto me, and heard my calling.

He brought me also out of the horrible pit, out of the mire and clay *

and set my feet upon the rock, and ordered my goings.

And he hath put a new song in my mouth *

even a thanksgiving unto our God.

Many shall see it, and fear *

and shall put their trust in the Lord.

Blessed is the man that hath set his hope in the Lord *

and turned not unto the proud, and to such as go about with lies.

O Lord my God, great are the wondrous works which thou hast done, like as be also thy thoughts which are to us-ward *

and yet there is no man that ordereth them unto thee.

If I should declare them, and speak of them *

they should be more than I am able to express.

Sacrifice and meat-offering thou wouldest not *

but mine ears hast thou opened.

Burnt-offerings, and sacrifice for sin, hast thou not required *

then said I, Lo, I come,

In the volume of the book it is written of me, that I should fulfil thy will, O my God *

I am content to do it; yea, thy law is within my heart.

I have declared thy righteousness in the great congregation *

lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Lord, and that thou knowest.

I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart *

my talk hath been of thy truth and of thy salvation.

I have not kept back thy loving mercy and truth *

from the great congregation.

Withdraw not thou thy mercy from me, O Lord *

let thy loving-kindness and thy truth alway preserve me.

For innumerable troubles are come about me; my sins have taken such hold upon me that I am not able to look up *

yea, they are more in number than the hairs of my head, and my heart hath failed me.

O Lord, let it be thy pleasure to deliver me *

make haste, O Lord, to help me.

Let them be ashamed and confounded together, that seek after my soul to destroy it *

let them be driven backward and put to rebuke, that wish me evil.

Let them be desolate, and rewarded with shame *

that say unto me, Fie upon thee, fie upon thee.

Let all those that seek thee be joyful and glad in thee *

and let such as love thy salvation say alway, The Lord be praised.

As for me, I am poor and needy *

but the Lord careth for me.

Thou art my helper and redeemer *

make no long tarrying, O my God.

Psalm 54

Deus, in nomine

Save me, O God, for thy Name’s sake *

and avenge me in thy strength.

Hear my prayer, O God *

and hearken unto the words of my mouth.

For strangers are risen up against me *

and tyrants, which have not God before their eyes, seek after my soul.

Behold, God is my helper *

the Lord is with them that uphold my soul.

He shall reward evil unto mine enemies *

destroy thou them in thy truth.

An offering of a free heart will I give thee, and praise thy Name, O Lord *

because it is so comfortable.

For he hath delivered me out of all my trouble *

and mine eye hath seen his desire upon mine enemies.