“All my bones are out of joint. My heart has turned to wax; it has melted within me. . . . You lay me in the dust of death. Dogs surround me, a pack of villains encircles me; they pierce my hands and my feet. . . . All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD, and all the families of the nations will bow down before him” (Psalm 22:14–16, 27, italics mine). This is how God would bless all nations just as he
