Psalms 22:1
<To the chief music-maker on Aijeleth-hash-shahar. A Psalm. Of David.> My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?
<To the chief music-maker on Aijeleth-hash-shahar. A Psalm. Of David.> My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?
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46 And about the ninth hour Jesus gave a loud cry, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is, My God, my God, why are you turned away from me?
2 O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.
34 And at the ninth hour, Jesus said in a loud voice, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, My God, my God, why are you turned away from me?
19 Do not be far from me, O Lord: O my strength, come quickly to my help.
21 Do not give me up, O Lord; O my God, be near to me.
22 Come quickly to give me help, O Lord, my salvation.
14 Lord, why have you sent away my soul? why is your face covered from me?
2 You are the God of my strength; why have you put me from you? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
11 Saying, God has given him up; go after him and take him, for he has no helper.
12 O God, be not far from me; O my God, come quickly to my help.
9 I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
10 The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?
11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near; there is no one to give help.
1 Why do you keep far away, O Lord? why are you not to be seen in times of trouble?
9 Let not your face be covered from me; do not put away your servant in wrath; you have been my help: do not give me up or take your support from me, O God of my salvation.
22 And as for me, I said in my fear, I am cut off from before your eyes; but you gave ear to the voice of my prayer, when my cry went up to you.
14 I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.
15 My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.
16 Dogs have come round me: I am shut in by the band of evil-doers; they made wounds in my hands and feet.
17 I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:
1 <To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David.> Will you for ever put me out of your memory, O Lord? will your face for ever be turned away from me?
1 <A Song of the going up.> Out of the deep have I sent up my cry to you, O Lord.
22 You have seen this, O Lord; be not unmoved: O Lord, be not far from me.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
16 Be turned to me, and have mercy on me; for I am troubled and have no helper.
22 Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
4 Looking to my right side, I saw no man who was my friend: I had no safe place; no one had any care for my soul.
1 <A Song of the going up.> In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
8 Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has given ear to the voice of my weeping.
1 <Maschil. Of Asaph.> Of God, why have you put us away from you for ever? why is the fire of your wrath smoking against the sheep who are your care?
21 Give ear to the voice of my grief; I have no comforter; all my haters have news of my troubles, they are glad because you have done it: let the day of fate come when they will be like me.
22 Let all their evil-doing come before you; do to them as you have done to me for all my sins: for loud is the sound of my grief, and the strength of my heart is gone.
19 How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
24 Why is your face veiled from me, as if I was numbered among your haters?
1 <To the chief music-maker. On a corded instrument. Of David.> Let my cry come to you, O God; let your ears be open to my prayer.
20 You give no answer to my cry, and take no note of my prayer.
20 My heart is broken by bitter words, I am full of grief; I made a search for some to have pity on me, but there was no one; I had no comforter.
1 <Of David.> My cry goes up to you, O Lord, my Rock; do not keep back your answer from me, so that I may not become like those who go down into the underworld.
11 By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
1 <A Song. A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. To the chief music-maker; put to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil. Of Heman the Ezrahite.> O Lord, God of my salvation, I have been crying to you for help by day and by night:
2 Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah.)
7 I am laughed at by all those who see me: pushing out their lips and shaking their heads they say,
26 Give me help, O Lord my God; in your mercy be my saviour;
3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
22 For I am poor and in need, and my heart is wounded in me.
2 Let the voice of my cry come to you, my King and my God; for to you will I make my prayer.
13 He has taken my brothers far away from me; they have seen my fate and have become strange to me.
10 Give ear to me, O Lord, and have mercy on me: Lord, be my helper.