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 1 For the end, concerning the morning aid, a Psalm of David. 
 2 O God, my God, attend to me: why hast thou forsaken me? 
The account of my transgressions is far from my salvation. 
 3 O my God, I will cry to thee by day, but thou wilt not hear: 
And by night, and it shall not be accounted for folly to me. 
 4 But thou, the praise of Israel, dwellest in a sanctuary. 
 5 Our fathers hoped in thee; 
They hoped, and thou didst deliver them. 
 6 They cried to thee, and were saved: 
They hoped in thee, and were not ashamed. 
 7 But I am a worm, and not a man; 
A reproach of men, and scorn of the people. 
 8 All that saw me mocked me: 
They spoke with their lips, they shook the head, saying, 
 9 He hoped in the Lord: let him deliver him, 
Let him save him, because he takes pleasure in him. 
 10 For thou art he that drew me out of the womb; 
My hope from my mother’s breasts. 
 11 I was cast on thee from the womb: 
Thou art my God from my mother’s belly. 
 12 Stand not aloof from me; for affliction is near; 
For there is no helper. 
 13 Many bullocks have compassed me: 
Fat bulls have beset me round. 
 14 They have opened their mouth against me, 
As a ravening and roaring lion. 
 15 I am poured out like water, 
And all my bones are loosened: 
My heart in the midst of my belly is become like melting wax. 
 16 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; 
And my tongue is glued to my throat; 
And thou hast brought me down to the dust of death. 
 17 For many dogs have compassed me: 
The assembly of the wicked doers has beset me round: 
They pierced my hands and my feet. 
 18 They counted all my bones; 
And they observed and looked upon me. 
 19 They parted my garments among themselves, 
And cast lots upon my raiment. 
 20 But thou, O Lord, remove not my help afar off: 
Be ready for mine aid. 
 21 Deliver my soul from the sword; 
My only begotten one from the power of the dog. 
 22 Save me from the lion’s mouth; 
And regard my lowliness from the horns of the unicorns. 
 23 I will declare thy name to my brethren: 
In the midst of the church will I sing praise to thee. 
 24 Ye that fear the Lord, praise him; 
All ye seed of Jacob, glorify him: 
Let all the seed of Israel fear him. 
 25 For he has not despised nor been angry at the supplication of the poor; 
Nor turned away his face from me; 
But when I cried to him, he heard me. 
 26 My praise is of thee in the great congregation: 
I will pay my vows before them that fear him. 
 27 The poor shall eat and be satisfied; 
And they shall praise the Lord that seek him: 
Their heart shall live forever. 
 28 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the Lord: 
And all the kindred of the nations shall worship before him. 
 29 For the kingdom is the Lord’s; 
And he is the governor of the nations. 
 30 All the fat ones of the earth have eaten and worshiped: 
All that go down to the earth shall fall down before him: 
My soul also lives to him. 
 31 And my seed shall serve him: 
The generation that is coming shall be reported to the Lord. 
 32 And they shall report his righteousness 
To the people that shall be born, whom the Lord has made.