Psalms of David 22
22
Deus, Deus meus.
Psalm XXII.
T. S.
1O God my God, wherefore dost thou
forsake me utterly:
And helpest not when I do make
my great complaint and cry?
2To thee, my God, even all day long
I do both cry and call:
I cease not all the night, and yet
Thou hearest not at all.
3But thou that in thy holy place
continually dost dwell,
Thou art the Joy the Comfort and
glory of Israel.
4And he in whom our Fathers old,
had all their hope for ever:
And when they put their trust in thee,
thou didst them still deliver.
5They were deliver’d ever when
they called on thy Name:
And for the faith they had in thee
they were not put to shame.
6But I am now become more like
a worm than to a Man:
An out‐cast whom the People scorn
with all the spite they can.
7All Men despise as they behold
me walking on the way:
They grin, make mouths and nod their heads,
and on this wise do say,
8This Man did glory in the Lord,
his favour and his love,
Let him redeem and help him now,
his Power if he will prove.
9But from the Prison of the womb
I was by thee releast:
Thou didst preserve me still in hope,
while I did suck the Breast.
10I was committed from my Birth,
with thee to have abode:
Since I was in my Mothers womb,
thou hast been still my God.
The Second Part.
11Then, Lord depart not now from me
in this my present grief:
Since I have none to be my help,
my succour and relief.
12So many Bulls do compass me,
that be full strong of head:
Yea bulls so fat as tho’ they had
in Basan field been fed.
13They gape upon me greedily,
as tho’ they would me slay,
Much like a lion roaring out,
and ramping for his Prey.
14But I drop down like Water shed,
my joynts in sunder break,
My heart doth in my body melt,
like wax, I am so weak.
15My strength doth like a Potsherd dry,
my tongue it cleaveth fast
Unto my Jaws, and I am brought
to dust of death at last.
16And many dogs do compass me,
in council they do meet:
Conspiring still against my Life
piercing my hands and feet.
17I was tormented so that I
might all my bones have told:
Yet still upon me they do look,
and still they me behold.
18My garments they divided have
in parts among them all:
And for my Coat they did cast lots
to whom it might befal:
19Therefore I pray thee be not far
from me at my great need:
But rather, since thou art my strength,
to help me, Lord, make speed,
20And from the sword save thou my Soul
by thy might and thy power:
And ever keep my darling dear
from dogs that would devour.
21And from the lions mouth, that would
me all in sunder shiver,
And from the horns of unicorns
Lord, safely me deliver.
22Then shall I to my brethren all
thy Majesty record:
And in thy Church shall praise the name
of thee the living Lord.
The Third Part.
23All ye that fear him praise the Lord,
thou, Jacob, honour him:
And all the seed of Israel
with reverence worship him.
24For he despiseth not the poor
he hideth not away
His Countenance when they do call,
but hears them when they pray.
25Among the folk that fear the Lord
I will therefore proclaim
Thy praise, and keep my promise made
for setting forth thy name.
26The poor shall eat and be suffic’d,
and those that do endeavour,
To know the Lord shall praise his name
their Hearts shall live for ever.
27The coasts of all the Earth shall praise
the Lord, and seek his grace:
The heathen folk shall worship him
before his blessed face.
28The Kingdoms of the heathen folk
the Lord shall have therefore,
And he shall be their Governour,
and King for evermore.
29The rich Men of his goodly gifts
shall feed and taste also:
And in his presence worship him
and bow their knees full low.
30And all that shall go down to dust,
of life by him shall taste:
A seed shall serve and worship him
while any world shall last.
31They shall declare, and plainly shew
his truth and righteousness
Unto a people yet unborn,
who shall his name confess.
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First published in England in 1562.
Psalms of David 22
22
Deus, Deus meus.
Psalm XXII.
T. S.
1O God my God, wherefore dost thou
forsake me utterly:
And helpest not when I do make
my great complaint and cry?
2To thee, my God, even all day long
I do both cry and call:
I cease not all the night, and yet
Thou hearest not at all.
3But thou that in thy holy place
continually dost dwell,
Thou art the Joy the Comfort and
glory of Israel.
4And he in whom our Fathers old,
had all their hope for ever:
And when they put their trust in thee,
thou didst them still deliver.
5They were deliver’d ever when
they called on thy Name:
And for the faith they had in thee
they were not put to shame.
6But I am now become more like
a worm than to a Man:
An out‐cast whom the People scorn
with all the spite they can.
7All Men despise as they behold
me walking on the way:
They grin, make mouths and nod their heads,
and on this wise do say,
8This Man did glory in the Lord,
his favour and his love,
Let him redeem and help him now,
his Power if he will prove.
9But from the Prison of the womb
I was by thee releast:
Thou didst preserve me still in hope,
while I did suck the Breast.
10I was committed from my Birth,
with thee to have abode:
Since I was in my Mothers womb,
thou hast been still my God.
The Second Part.
11Then, Lord depart not now from me
in this my present grief:
Since I have none to be my help,
my succour and relief.
12So many Bulls do compass me,
that be full strong of head:
Yea bulls so fat as tho’ they had
in Basan field been fed.
13They gape upon me greedily,
as tho’ they would me slay,
Much like a lion roaring out,
and ramping for his Prey.
14But I drop down like Water shed,
my joynts in sunder break,
My heart doth in my body melt,
like wax, I am so weak.
15My strength doth like a Potsherd dry,
my tongue it cleaveth fast
Unto my Jaws, and I am brought
to dust of death at last.
16And many dogs do compass me,
in council they do meet:
Conspiring still against my Life
piercing my hands and feet.
17I was tormented so that I
might all my bones have told:
Yet still upon me they do look,
and still they me behold.
18My garments they divided have
in parts among them all:
And for my Coat they did cast lots
to whom it might befal:
19Therefore I pray thee be not far
from me at my great need:
But rather, since thou art my strength,
to help me, Lord, make speed,
20And from the sword save thou my Soul
by thy might and thy power:
And ever keep my darling dear
from dogs that would devour.
21And from the lions mouth, that would
me all in sunder shiver,
And from the horns of unicorns
Lord, safely me deliver.
22Then shall I to my brethren all
thy Majesty record:
And in thy Church shall praise the name
of thee the living Lord.
The Third Part.
23All ye that fear him praise the Lord,
thou, Jacob, honour him:
And all the seed of Israel
with reverence worship him.
24For he despiseth not the poor
he hideth not away
His Countenance when they do call,
but hears them when they pray.
25Among the folk that fear the Lord
I will therefore proclaim
Thy praise, and keep my promise made
for setting forth thy name.
26The poor shall eat and be suffic’d,
and those that do endeavour,
To know the Lord shall praise his name
their Hearts shall live for ever.
27The coasts of all the Earth shall praise
the Lord, and seek his grace:
The heathen folk shall worship him
before his blessed face.
28The Kingdoms of the heathen folk
the Lord shall have therefore,
And he shall be their Governour,
and King for evermore.
29The rich Men of his goodly gifts
shall feed and taste also:
And in his presence worship him
and bow their knees full low.
30And all that shall go down to dust,
of life by him shall taste:
A seed shall serve and worship him
while any world shall last.
31They shall declare, and plainly shew
his truth and righteousness
Unto a people yet unborn,
who shall his name confess.
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