A Cry of Anguish and a Song of Praise
1 My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?
I have cried desperately for help,
but still it does not come.
2 During the day I call to you, my God,
but you do not answer;
I call at night,
but get no rest.
3 But you are enthroned as the Holy One,
the one whom Israel praises.
4 Our ancestors put their trust in you;
they trusted you, and you saved them.
5 They called to you and escaped from danger;
they trusted you and were not disappointed.
6 But I am no longer a human being; I am a worm,
despised and scorned by everyone!
7 All who see me make fun of me;
they stick out their tongues and shake their heads.
8 “You relied on the Lord,” they say.
“Why doesn't he save you?
If the Lord likes you,
why doesn't he help you?”
9 It was you who brought me safely through birth,
and when I was a baby, you kept me safe.
10 I have relied on you since the day I was born,
and you have always been my God.
11 Do not stay away from me!
Trouble is near,
and there is no one to help.
12 Many enemies surround me like bulls;
they are all around me,
like fierce bulls from the land of Bashan.
13 They open their mouths like lions,
roaring and tearing at me.
14 My strength is gone,
gone like water spilled on the ground.
All my bones are out of joint;
my heart is like melted wax.
15 My throat is as dry as dust,
and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.
You have left me for dead in the dust.
16 An evil gang is around me;
like a pack of dogs they close in on me;
they tear at my hands and feet.
17 All my bones can be seen.
My enemies look at me and stare.
18 They gamble for my clothes
and divide them among themselves.
19 O Lord, don't stay away from me!
Come quickly to my rescue!
20 Save me from the sword;
save my life from these dogs.
21 Rescue me from these lions;
I am helpless before these wild bulls.
22 I will tell my people what you have done;
I will praise you in their assembly:
23 “Praise him, you servants of the Lord!
Honor him, you descendants of Jacob!
Worship him, you people of Israel!
24 He does not neglect the poor or ignore their suffering;
he does not turn away from them,
but answers when they call for help.”
25 In the full assembly I will praise you for what you have done;
in the presence of those who worship you
I will offer the sacrifices I promised.
26 The poor will eat as much as they want;
those who come to the Lord will praise him.
May they prosper forever!
27 All nations will remember the Lord.
From every part of the world they will turn to him;
all races will worship him.
28 The Lord is king,
and he rules the nations.
29 All proud people will bow down to him;
all mortals will bow down before him.
30 Future generations will serve him;
they will speak of the Lord to the coming generation.
31 People not yet born will be told:
“The Lord saved his people.”
Taisnā ciešanas
1 Dziedātāju vadonim. Dāvida dziesma (pēc"Rītausmas stirna"). 2 Mans Dievs, mans Dievs, kāpēc Tu mani esi atstājis? Tu esi tik tālu no manis ar Savu palīdzību un nedzirdi manu saucienu vārdus! 3 Es saucu dienā, bet Tu man neatbildi, un arī naktī, bet neatrodu mieru! 4 Un taču Tu esi svēts, Tavs goda krēsls stāv pāri Israēla slavas dziesmām. 5 Uz Tevi cerēja mūsu tēvi, viņi cerēja, un Tu viņus izglābi. 6 Tevi viņi piesauca un tapa atpestīti, uz Tevi viņi cerēja un nepalika kaunā. 7 Bet es esmu tārps un ne cilvēks, cilvēku apsmiets un ļaužu nievāts. 8 Visi, kas mani redz, nievā mani, savelk lūpas un krata galvu: 9 "Lai nu viņš pārmet to Tam Kungam, lai Tas viņu izglābj, lai izrauj no bēdām, jo Tam jau uz viņu labs prāts." 10 Tu esi tas, kas mani izvedis no mātes miesām, kas mani mācījis paļauties uz Tevi no mātes krūts. 11 Uz Tevi esmu vērsts no mātes miesām, no mātes klēpja Tu esi mans Dievs. 12 Neesi tālu no manis, jo izbailes ir visapkārt, esi man tuvu, jo nav neviena, kas palīdz! 13 Nikni vērši mani apstājuši, Basanas milzu tauri mani ielenkuši. 14 Tie atpleš savu rīkli pret mani kā plēsīgs un rēcošs lauva. 15 Es esmu kā izliets ūdens, visi mani kauli ir kā salauzti, mana sirds manās miesās ir kā izkusis vasks. 16 Manas smaganas izkaltušas kā māla trauks, un mana mēle līp pie manām aukslējām, nāves pīšļos Tu mani esi guldījis. 17 Ap mani sastājušies suņi, ļaundaru bars mani ielenc, manas rokas un kājas ir caururbtas. 18 Es varu saskaitīt visus savus kaulus, bet viņi lūkojas manī ar prieku. 19 Viņi dala manas drēbes savā starpā, un par manu apģērbu viņi met kauliņus. 20 Neesi tik tālu, ak, Kungs, Tu mans spēks, steidzies palīgā! 21 Izglāb manu dvēseli no zobena, manu dzīvību no suņu varas! 22 Pestī mani no lauvas rīkles, no mežonīgo vēršu ragiem! 23 Tad es paudīšu Tavu Vārdu saviem brāļiem, draudzes vidū es Tevi slavēšu: 24 "Slavējiet To Kungu visi, kas Viņu bīstas; Jēkaba dzimums lai Viņam dod godu, lai Viņu bīstas viss Israēla nams! 25 Jo Viņš nav nicinājis un nav turējis ne par ko sērdieņu postu, nav apslēpis no tā Savu vaigu, bet ir to paklausījis, kad tas sauca." 26 Par Tevi es dziedāšu lielā draudzē, es pildīšu savus solījumus to priekšā, kas Tevi bīstas. 27 Pazemīgie ēdīs un būs paēduši, un, kas To Kungu meklē, tie Viņu slavēs. Jūsu sirdis lai dzīvo mūžīgi! 28 Lai To Kungu piemin un pie Viņa atgriežas visas zemes malas, tautu tautas lai zemojas Viņa priekšā un lai Viņu pielūdz, 29 jo Tam Kungam pieder valstība, Viņš ir valdnieks pār tautām. 30 Arī tie lai zemojas Viņa priekšā, kas dus zemes klēpī, Viņu lai pielūdz visi, kas kļuvuši par pīšļiem. 31 Lai par To Kungu stāsta nākamajām paaudzēm un par Viņa taisnību, ko Viņš darījis, lai sludina radu radiem. 32 Viņi nāks un sludinās Viņa taisnību tiem ļaudīm, kas vēl dzims, ka Viņš to ir darījis.
