My God, I cry out by day, but You do not answer; And by night, but I have no rest.
Yet You are holy, You who are enthroned upon the praises of Israel.
In You our fathers trusted; They trusted and You rescued them.
To You they cried out and they fled to safety; In You they trusted and were not disappointed.
But I am a worm and not a person, A disgrace of mankind and despised by the people.
All who see me deride me; They sneer, they shake their heads, saying,
over to the LORD; let Him save him; Let Him rescue him, because He delights in him.'
Yet You are He who brought me forth from the womb; You made me trust when
upon my mother’s breasts.
I was cast upon You from birth; You have been my God from my mother’s womb.
Do not 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 at me, As a ravening and roaring lion.
I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint; My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
My strength is dried up like a piece of pottery, And my tongue clings to my jaws; And You lay me in the dust of death.
For dogs have surrounded me; A band of evildoers has encompassed me; They pierced my hands and my feet.
I can count all my bones. They look, they stare at me;