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THE PSALTER, Third Kathisma
Psalm Twenty-One LXX (Ps. 22, Masoretic)
King James Version.
Chapter 21
- My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far
from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
- O my God, I cry in the day time, but thou hearest not; and in the
night season, and am not silent.
- But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
- Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver
them.
- They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee,
and were not confounded.
- But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of
the people.
- All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip,
they shake the head, saying,
- He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver
him, seeing he delighted in him.
- But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me
hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.
- I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my
mother's belly.
- Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to
help.
- Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset
me round.
- They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a
roaring lion.
- I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint:
my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
- My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth
to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
- For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have
inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
- I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.
- They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
- But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee
to help me.
- Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the
dog.
- Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the
horns of the unicorns.
- I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the
congregation will I praise thee.
- Ye that fear the LORD, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob,
glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.
- For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the
afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried
unto him, he heard.
- My praise shall be of thee in the great congregation: I will pay
my vows before them that fear him.
- The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD
that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.
- All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the LORD:
and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.
- For the kingdom is the LORD's: and he is the governor among the
nations.
- All they that be fat upon earth shall eat and worship: all they
that go down to the dust shall bow before him: and none can keep alive
his own soul.
- A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a
generation.
- They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a
people that shall be born, that he hath done this.
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Orthodox Library, St. Isaac of the Kiev Caves, 2004.
Have mercy, O Lord, upon Thy servants
the scribe John, the priest John,
and the parishioners of the temple of Saint Andrew in Lubbock.
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THE END, AND TO GOD BE THE GLORY!
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