My God, my God, why have
you forsaken me?É All who see me mock me, they hurl insults, shaking their
headsÉ.
You lay me in the dust of deathÉ.
Dogs have surrounded me, a band of
evil men has encircled me, they have
pierced my hands and my feetÉ.
They divide my garments among them
and cast lots for my clothingÉ. I will declare your name to my
brothers; in the congregation I will
praise youÉ. The poor will eat and be satisfiedÉ. All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORDÉ. Posterity will serve him; future generations will be told about the
Lord. They will proclaim his righteousness to a people yet
unborn Ð for he has done it.