Psalms 22:1
For the director, to the tune of 'The Doe of the Morning,' a psalm of David.
For the director, to the tune of 'The Doe of the Morning,' a psalm of David.
To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A alm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health.
To him that excelleth vpon Aiieleth Hasshahar. A Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me, and art so farre from mine health, and from the wordes of my roaring?
To the chiefe musition of the mornyng hinde, a psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so farre from my health, and from the wordes of my complaynt?
¶ To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? [why art thou so] far from helping me, [and from] the words of my roaring?
> My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
To the Overseer, on `The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? `Why art thou so' far from helping me, `and from' the words of my groaning?
[For the Chief Musician; set to Aijeleth hash-Shahar. A Psalm of David]. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? [Why art thou so] far from helping me, [and from] the words of my groaning?
<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?
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
For the music director; according to the tune“Morning Doe;” a psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? I groan in prayer, but help seems far away.
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46About three in the afternoon Jesus cried out with a loud voice, 'Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?' (which means, 'My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?').
2My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Far from saving me, from the words of my groaning.
34And at three in the afternoon, Jesus cried out with a loud voice, 'Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?' (which means, 'My God, my God, why have You forsaken Me?').
19They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
21Those who repay evil for good oppose me because I follow what is good.
22Do not forsake me, O LORD; O my God, do not be far from me!
14But I, LORD, cry to you for help; in the morning, my prayer comes before you.
2For You are the God of my refuge; why have You rejected me? Why must I go about mourning under the oppression of my enemy?
11They say, 'God has forsaken him; pursue him and seize him, for no one will deliver him.'
12God, do not be far from me; my God, come quickly to help me.
9By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.
10I say to God, my rock: 'Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?'
11From birth I was cast upon you; from my mother’s womb, you have been my God.
1Why, Lord, do You stand far off? Why do You hide Yourself in times of trouble?
9Do not hide Your face from me; do not turn Your servant away in anger. You have been my help; do not leave me or abandon me, my God of salvation.
22Blessed be the LORD, for he has shown his wondrous love to me in a fortified city.
14They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
15I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
16My strength is dried up like a broken piece of pottery, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.
17Dogs surround me; a band of evildoers encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet.
1For the director of music, a psalm of David.
1A song of ascents. From the depths I call to You, LORD.
22You have seen it, Lord; do not be silent. Lord, do not be far from me.
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
3My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
16Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.
22Why do you pursue me as God does and are not satisfied with my flesh?
4When my spirit grows faint within me, You know my path. In the way where I walk, they have hidden a trap for me.
1A song of ascents: I called to the LORD in my distress, and He answered me.
3I am sinking in deep mire where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, and the current has overwhelmed me.
8My eyes grow weak from sorrow; they fail because of all my adversaries.
1A contemplation of Asaph. O God, why have You rejected us forever? Why does Your anger burn against the sheep of Your pasture?
21People have heard my groaning, but there is no one to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it. Bring the day you have announced, so they may become like me.
22Let all their wickedness come before you; deal with them as you have dealt with me because of all my sins. My groans are many, and my heart is faint.
19Will you never look away from me or leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
24Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?
1For the chief musician, with stringed instruments. A Psalm of David.
20I cry out to You, but You do not answer; I stand up, but You just look at me.
20You know my reproach, my shame, and my disgrace; all my adversaries are before you.
1To you, O LORD, I call; my Rock, do not be silent to me. If you remain silent, I will be like those who go down to the pit.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
1A song, a psalm for the sons of Korah, to the chief musician. According to Mahalath Leannoth, a contemplative poem of Heman the Ezrahite.
2LORD, how many are my enemies! Many are rising up against me.
7But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by mankind and despised by the people.
26Help me, Lord my God; save me according to Your steadfast love.
3Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am weak; heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking with fear.
22For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
2Listen to my words, LORD; consider my meditation.
13He has driven my brothers far from me, and my acquaintances have turned against me.
10What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness?