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The Prayer of a Suffering Man
For the director of music. To the tune of “The Doe of Dawn.” A song of David.
1My God, my God, why have you left me alone?
You are too far away to save me.
You are too far away to hear my moans.
2My God, I call to you during the day.
But you do not answer.
And I call at night.
I am not silent.
3You sit as the Holy One.
The praises of Israel are your throne.
4Our ancestors trusted you.
They trusted you, and you saved them.
5They called to you for help.
And they were rescued.
They trusted you.
And they were not disappointed.
6But I am like a worm instead of a man.
Men make fun of me.
They look down on me.
7Everyone who looks at me laughs.
They stick out their tongues.
They shake their heads.
8They say, “Turn to the Lord for help.
Maybe he will save you.
If he likes you,
maybe he will rescue you.”
9You had my mother give birth to me.
You made me trust you
while I was just a baby.
10I have leaned on you since the day I was born.
You have been my God since my mother gave birth to me.
11So don’t be far away from me.
Now trouble is near,
and there is no one to help.
12Men have surrounded me like angry bulls.
The strong bulls of Bashan are on every side.
13Like hungry, roaring lions
they open their jaws at me.
14My strength is gone
like water poured out onto the ground.
All my bones are out of joint.
My heart is like wax.
It has melted inside me.
15My strength has dried up like a piece of a broken pot.
My tongue sticks to the top of my mouth.
You laid me in the dust of death.
16Evil men have surrounded me.
Like dogs they have trapped me.
They have bitten my arms and legs.
17I can count all my bones.
People look and stare at me.
18They divided my clothes among them,
and they threw lots for my clothing.
19But, Lord, don’t be far away.
You are my power. Hurry to help me.
20Save me from the sword.
Save my life from the dogs.
21Rescue me from the lion’s mouth.
Save me from the horns of the bulls.
22Then I will tell my brothers and sisters about you.
I will praise you when your people meet to worship you.
23Praise the Lord, all you who worship him.
All you descendants of Jacob, honor him.
Fear him, all you Israelites.
24The Lord does not ignore
the one who is in trouble.
He doesn’t hide from him.
He listens when the one in trouble calls out to him.
25Lord, I praise you in the great meeting of your people.
These worshipers will see me do what I promised.
26Poor people will eat until they are full.
Those who look to the Lord will praise him.
May your hearts live forever!
27People everywhere will remember
and will turn to the Lord.
All the families of the nations
will worship him.
28This is because the Lord is King.
He rules the nations.
29All the powerful people on earth will eat and worship.
Everyone will bow down to him.
30The people in the future will serve him.
They will always be told about the Lord.
31They will tell that he does what is right.
People who are not yet born
will hear what God has done.