Tua Palavra

From Suffering to Praise
For the choir director: according to “The Deer of the Dawn.” A Davidic psalm.

|Salmos 22:1| ¹ My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? ^a Why are You so far from my deliverance ^b and from my words of groaning? ² ^c

|Salmos 22:2| My God, I cry by day, but You do not answer, by night, yet I have no rest. ^d

|Salmos 22:3| But You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel. ^e

|Salmos 22:4| Our fathers trusted in You; they trusted, and You rescued them. ^f

|Salmos 22:5| They cried to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disgraced. ^g

|Salmos 22:6| But I am a worm and not a man, ^h scorned by men and despised by people. ⁱ

|Salmos 22:7| Everyone who sees me mocks me; they sneer ³ and shake their heads: ^j

|Salmos 22:8| “He relies on ⁴ the LORD; let Him rescue him; let the LORD ⁵ deliver him, since He takes pleasure in him.” ^k

|Salmos 22:9| You took me from the womb, making me secure while at my mother’s breast. ^l

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|Salmos 22:10| I was given over to You at birth; ⁶ You have been my God from my mother’s womb. ^m