Psalms 22:2
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Far from saving me, from the words of my groaning.
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Far from saving me, from the words of my groaning.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but You do not hear; and in the night season, and am not silent.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.
O my God, I crie by day, but thou hearest not, and by night, but haue no audience.
O my God I crye all the day tyme, and in the night season, and I ceasse not: but thou hearest not.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; In the night season, and am not silent.
My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.
O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.
My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; in the night season, and am not silent.
My God, I cry out during the day, but you do not answer, and during the night my prayers do not let up.
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1For the director, to the tune of 'The Doe of the Morning,' a psalm of David.
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, the God of my salvation, I cry out day and night before you.
17But I call to God, and the Lord will save me.
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.
1For the Chief Musician, according to Jeduthun, a psalm of Asaph.
2My voice cries out to God, and I will call aloud; my voice reaches God, and He listens to me.
20I cry out to You, but You do not answer; I stand up, but You just look at me.
3My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
3When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
7My God, my soul is downcast within me. Therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
8Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over 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.
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?').
2Listen to my words, LORD; consider my meditation.
3Pay attention to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for I pray to You.
2Listen to my prayer, O God, and do not ignore my plea for mercy.
22Blessed be the LORD, for he has shown his wondrous love to me in a fortified city.
22You have seen it, Lord; do not be silent. Lord, do not be far from me.
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?').
56You heard my plea: 'Do not close Your ear to my cry for relief.'
1A psalm of David. LORD, I call to You; hurry to me. Hear my voice when I cry out to You.
4But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
1A prayer of an afflicted person, when they are overwhelmed and pour out their complaint before the LORD.
2LORD, hear my prayer, and let my cry for help come to you.
13Are your wonders known in the darkness, or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
14But I, LORD, cry to you for help; in the morning, my prayer comes before you.
7Hear my voice, Lord, when I call. Be gracious to me and answer me.
7In my distress, I called upon the LORD and cried out to my God. He heard my voice from his temple, and my cry for help reached his ears.
3I am sinking in deep mire where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, and the current has overwhelmed me.
1A contemplative poem of David, when he was in the cave, a prayer.
19They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
6The ropes of Sheol entangled me; the traps of death confronted me.
1A song of ascents: I called to the LORD in my distress, and He answered me.
7Behold, I cry out, 'Violence!' but I am not answered; I call for help, but there is no justice.
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?
1A song of ascents. From the depths I call to You, LORD.
2Lord, hear my voice! Let Your ears be attentive to my plea for mercy.
1To the chief musician, a psalm of David, God of my praise, do not be silent.
8O LORD, by Your favor, You made my mountain stand strong; but when You hid Your face, I was terrified.
17At night my bones are pierced within me, and my veins find no rest.
6I call on you, God, for you will answer me. Turn your ear to me and hear my words.
1For the chief musician, with stringed instruments. A Psalm of David.
12With reproofs for iniquity, You discipline a man; like a moth, You consume his cherished things. Surely, every man is but a breath. Selah.
41You have made my enemies turn their backs in retreat, and I destroy those who hate me.
21Those who repay evil for good oppose me because I follow what is good.
6The arrogant have hidden traps for me; they have spread out cords as a net and set snares for me along my path. Selah.
2I will exalt You, O LORD, for You drew me up and did not let my enemies rejoice over me.
3Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I cry out to You all day long.
6For in death, no one remembers You; in the grave, who can give You thanks?