For the Chief Musician; set to “The Doe of the Morning.” A Psalm by David. My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
For the Chief Musician; set to “The Doe of the Morning.” A Psalm by David. My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
The Psalm
Psalms. Chapter 22. For the Chief Musician; set to “The Doe of the Morning.” A Psalm by David. My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning? My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer; in the night season, and am not silent. But you are holy, you who inhabit the praises of Israel. Our fathers trusted in you. They trusted, and you delivered them. They cried to you, and were delivered. They trusted in you, and were not disappointed. But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people. All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying, “He trusts in the LORD. Let him deliver him. Let him rescue him, since he delights in him.” But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust while at my mother’s breasts. I was thrown on you from my mother’s womb. You are my God since my mother bore me. Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help. Many bulls have surrounded me. Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me. They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring. I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me. My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death. For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet. I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me. They divide my garments amongst them. They cast lots for my clothing. But don’t be far off, LORD. You are my help. Hurry to help me! Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dog. Save me from the lion’s mouth! Yes, you have rescued me from the horns of the wild oxen. I will declare your name to my brothers. Amongst the assembly, I will praise you. You who fear the LORD, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, glorify him! Stand in awe of him, all you descendants of Israel! For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, neither has he hidden his face from him; but when he cried to him, he heard. My praise of you comes in the great assembly. I will pay my vows before those who fear him. The humble shall eat and be satisfied. They shall praise the LORD who seek after him. Let your hearts live forever. All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the LORD. All the relatives of the nations shall worship before you. For the kingdom is the LORD’s. He is the ruler over the nations. All the rich ones of the earth shall eat and worship. All those who go down to the dust shall bow before him, even he who can’t keep his soul alive. Posterity shall serve him. Future generations shall be told about the Lord. They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born, for he has done it.
Worship Lyrics
For the Chief Musician; set to The Doe of the Morning
A Psalm by David
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me
Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning
My God, I cry in the daytime, but you dont answer
In the night season, and am not silent
But you are holy, you who inhabit the praises of Israel
Our fathers trusted in you
They trusted, and you delivered them
They cried to you, and were delivered
They trusted in you, and were not disappointed
But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people
All those who see me mock me
They insult me with their lips
They shake their heads, saying
He trusts in the LORD
Let him deliver him
Let him rescue him, since he delights in him
But you brought me out of the womb
You made me trust while at my mothers breasts
I was thrown on you from my mothers womb
You are my God since my mother bore me
Dont be far from me, for trouble is near
For there is no one to help
Many bulls have surrounded me
Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me
They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring
I am poured out like water
All my bones are out of joint
My heart is like wax
It is melted within me
My strength is dried up like a potsherd
My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth
You have brought me into the dust of death
For dogs have surrounded me
A company of evildoers have enclosed me
They have pierced my hands and feet
I can count all of my bones
They look and stare at me
They divide my garments amongst them
They cast lots for my clothing
But dont be far off, LORD
You are my help
Hurry to help me
Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dog
Save me from the lions mouth
Yes, you have rescued me from the horns of the wild oxen
I will declare your name to my brothers
Amongst the assembly, I will praise you
You who fear the LORD, praise him
All you descendants of Jacob, glorify him
Stand in awe of him, all you descendants of Israel
For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted
Neither has he hidden his face from him
But when he cried to him, he heard
My praise of you comes in the great assembly
I will pay my vows before those who fear him
The humble shall eat and be satisfied
They shall praise the LORD who seek after him
Let your hearts live forever
All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the LORD
All the relatives of the nations shall worship before you
For the kingdom is the LORDs
He is the ruler over the nations
All the rich ones of the earth shall eat and worship
All those who go down to the dust shall bow before him, even he who cant keep his soul alive
Posterity shall serve him
Future generations shall be told about the Lord
They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born
For he has done it
About This Psalm
Psalm 22 is a praise psalm that speaks to the heart of worship and devotion. This ancient song continues to inspire modern believers in their faith journey.
Key Themes: praise, deliverance, trust, righteousness, kingship
Reflection
This psalm invites us to:
- Meditate on God's word and character
- Apply biblical truth to our daily lives
- Express our hearts in worship and prayer
Music & Worship
Modern worship music for this psalm coming soon. Subscribe to get notified when new recordings are available.
Discussion Questions
- What does this psalm teach us about God's character?
- How can we apply the message of Psalm 22 to our lives today?
- What verse or phrase stands out most to you, and why?
Want to go deeper? Explore all 150 Psalms or learn about our artists.