The Suffering, Praise, and Posterity of the Messiah
To the Chief Musician. Set to “The Deer of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David.
1 My
aGod, My God, why have You forsaken Me?
Why are You so far from helping Me,
And from the words of My groaning?
2 O My God, I cry in the daytime, but You do not hear;
And in the night season, and am not silent.
3 But You
are holy,
Enthroned in the
apraises of Israel.
4 Our fathers trusted in You;
They trusted, and You delivered them.
5 They cried to You, and were delivered;
aThey trusted in You, and were not ashamed.
6 But I
am aa worm, and no man;
bA reproach of men, and despised by the people.
7 aAll those who see Me ridicule Me;
They
1 shoot out the lip, they shake the head,
saying,
8 “He
1a trusted in the
Lord, let Him rescue Him;
bLet Him deliver Him, since He delights in Him!”
9 aBut You
are He who took Me out of the womb;
You made Me trust
while on My mother’s breasts.
10 I was cast upon You from birth.
From My mother’s womb
aYou
have been My God.
New King James Version®, Copyright© 1982, Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.