Salmo 21

My God, why have you forsaken me?
My God, why have you forsaken me?

Those who see me, mock me
They make a face and shake their heads, saying
He trusts in the Lord, let Him deliver him
Let Him save him, if He delights in him

My God, why have you forsaken me?

A pack of dogs surrounds me
A gang of evildoers closes in on me
They pierce my hands and my feet
I can count all my bones

My God, why have you forsaken me?

They divide my clothes among themselves
And cast lots for my garment
But you, Lord, do not be far from me
You are my strength, come quickly to help me

My God, why have you forsaken me?

I will declare your name to my people
I will praise you in the assembly
Praise Him, all you who fear the Lord
Glorify Him, descendants of Jacob
Revere Him, descendants of Israel

My God, why have you forsaken me?
My God, why have you forsaken me?