Psalm 22 to Finnart

All photos are used with kind permission from Donald Mackinnon from North Tolsta, Isle of Lewis.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/donaldm/

The Sing Psalms version
Psalm 22: 21-25
21 From menace of the lions' mouths
And from their fury set me free.
From peril of wild oxen's horns
You heard my cry and rescued me.

22 Now to my brothers I'll declare
The praises of your glorious name;
Within their gathering I will stand
And your renown I will proclaim.

23 Praise him, all you that fear the Lord;
Give honour to him, Jacob's race.
All Isr'el's children, worship him;
Bow down with awe before his face.

24 He has not scorned the suffering
Which on th'afflicted one is laid;
He did not hide his face from him,
But listened to his cry for aid.

25 You are the theme of all my praise
Within the great assembly, Lord;
Before all those who fear your name
I will fulfil my solemn word.