My God, my God, why have you forsaken me:
why are you so far from my help, 
and from my cry of distress ?

Oh my God I cry out in the daytime. 
But you do not answer: 
at night also, but I get no relief. 

But you are the Holy One:
enthroned on the praises of your people. 

Our ancestors trusted in you: 
They trusted and you delivered them.

They called to you and were rescued: 
they put their trust in you, 
and were not disappointed. 

But I am a worm and something less than human:
an object of scorn and an outcast of the people.

All those who see me laugh me to scorn: 
they curl their lips and toss their heads saying. 

'You trusted in God for deliverance: 
if God cares for you, let God rescue you.'

But  you are the one who took me out of the womb:
you kept me safe upon my mother's breast. 

On you have I been cast ever since I was born: 
and you are my God even from my mother's womb. 

Be not far from me, for trouble is close at hand: 
and there is no one to help me. 

Many bulls have come around me:
great bulls of Bashan close in on me from every side. 

They open wide their mouths at me; 
like ravening and roaring lions. 

I am poured out like water, 
and all my bones are out of joint; 
my heart within my breast has melted like wax. 

My mouth is parched as dry clay, 
my tongue clings to my jaws: 
and I am laid in the dust of death. 

Many dogs have come around me:
and the wicked hem me in on every side. 

They pierce my hands and my feet. 
I can count all my bones: 
they stand staring and gloating over me. 

They share out my garments among them: 
and they cast lots for my clothing. 

Do not stand far off from me O Lord: 
you are my helper, come quickly to my rescue. 

Deliver me from the sword: 
my precious life from the mauling of dogs. 

Save me fromt he lions mouth: 
my afflicted soul from the horns of the wild cattle.