To the chief singer, on ‘Doe of the morning.’ A psalm of Dawiḏ.

1 My Ĕl, My Ĕl, why have You forsaken me
Far from saving me, and the words of my groaning?

2 O my Elohim, I call by day, but You do not answer;
And by night, but I find no rest.

3 Yet You are qodesh,
Enthroned on the praises of Yisra’ĕl.

4 Our fathers trusted in You;
They trusted, and You delivered them.

5 They cried to You, and were delivered;
They trusted in You, and were not ashamed.

6 But I am a worm, and no man;
A reproach of men, and despised by the people.

7 All those who see Me mock Me;
They shoot out the lip, they shake the head,

8 “He trusted in 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, let Him rescue Him;
Let Him deliver Him, seeing He has delighted in Him!”

9 For You are the One who took Me out of the womb;
Made me secure on My mother’s breasts.

10 I was cast upon You from birth. –
From My mother’s womb You have been My Ĕl.

11 Do not be far from Me,
For distress is near;
For there is none to help.

12 Many bulls have surrounded Me;
Strong ones of Bashan have encircled Me.

13 They have opened their mouths against Me,
As a raging and roaring lion.

14 I have been poured out like water,
And all My bones have been spread apart;
My heart has become like wax;
has melted in the midst of My inward parts.

15 My strength is dried like a potsherd,
And My tongue is cleaving to My jaws;
And to the dust of death You are appointing Me.

16 For dogs have surrounded Me;
A crowd of evil ones have encircled Me,
Piercing My hands and My feet;

17 I count all My bones.
They look, they stare at Me.

18 They divide My garments among them,
And for My raiment they cast lots.

19 But You, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, do not be far off;
O My Strength, hasten to help Me!

20 Deliver My life from the sword,
My only one from the power of the dog.

21 Save Me from the mouth of the lion,
And from the horns of the wild beasts!
You have answered Me.

22 I make known Your Name to My brothers;
In the midst of the assembly I praise You.

23 You who revere 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 praise Him!
All you seed of Ya’aqoḇ, esteem Him,
And revere Him, all you seed of Yisra’ĕl!

24 For He has not despised
Nor hated the affliction of the afflicted;
Nor has He hidden His face from Him;
But when He cried to Him, He heard.

25 From You is My praise in the great assembly;
pay My vows before those who revere Him.

26 The meek ones eat and are satisfied;
Let those who seek Him hallelu𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄.
Let your heart live forever!

27 Let all the ends of the earth Remember and turn to 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄,
And all clans of the nations
Bow themselves before You.

28 For the reign belongs to 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄,
And He is ruling over the nations.

29 All the fat ones of the earth
Shall eat and bow themselves;
All who go down to the dust bow before Him,
Even he who did not keep alive his own life.

30 A seed shall serve Him.
It is declared of 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 a generation.

31 They shall come and declare His righteousness
To a people to be born,
For He shall do it!