Psalms 22:1
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 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?
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46And about ye ninth houre Iesus cryed with a loud voyce, saying, Eli, Eli, lamasabachthani? Yt is, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
2O my God, I crie by day, but thou hearest not, and by night, but haue no audience.
34And at the ninth houre Iesus cryed with a loude voyce, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lamma-sabachthani? which is by interpretation, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
19But be thou not farre off, O Lorde, my strength: hasten to helpe me.
21Forsake me not, O Lord: be not thou farre from me, my God.
22Haste thee to helpe mee, O my Lorde, my saluation.
14Lorde, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
2For thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why goe I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
11Saying, God hath forsaken him: pursue and take him, for there is none to deliuer him.
12Goe not farre from me, O God: my God, haste thee to helpe me.
9I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
10My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?
11Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.
1Why standest thou farre off, O Lorde, and hidest thee in due time, euen in afflictio?
9Hide not therefore thy face from mee, nor cast thy seruat away in displeasure: thou hast bene my succour: leaue me not, neither forsake mee, O God of my saluation.
22Though I said in mine haste, I am cast out of thy sight, yet thou heardest the voyce of my prayer, when I cryed vnto thee.
14I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.
15My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16For dogges haue compassed me, and the assemblie of the wicked haue inclosed me: they perced mine hands and my feete.
17I may tell all my bones: yet they beholde, and looke vpon me.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wilt thou forget me, O Lord, for euer? howe long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
1A song of degrees. Ovt of the deepe places haue I called vnto thee, O Lord.
22Thou hast seene it, O Lorde: keepe not silence: be not farre from me, O Lord.
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
3My teares haue bin my meate day & night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy God?
16Turne thy face vnto mee, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and poore.
22Why do ye persecute me, as God? & are not satisfied with my flesh?
4I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.
1A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lorde in my trouble, and hee heard me.
3I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
8Away from mee all ye workers of iniquitie: for the Lorde hath heard the voyce of my weeping.
1A Psalme to giue instruction, committed to Asaph. O God, why hast thou put vs away for euer? why is thy wrath kindled against the sheepe of thy pasture?
21They haue heard that I mourne, but there is none to comfort mee: all mine enemies haue heard of my trouble, and are glad, that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day, that thou hast pronounced, and they shalbe like vnto me.
22Let al their wickednes come before thee: do vnto them, as thou hast done vnto me, for all my transgressions: for my sighes are many, & mine heart is heauy.
19Howe long will it be yer thou depart from me? thou wilt not let me alone whiles I may swallowe my spettle.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
1To him that excelleth on Neginoth. A Psalme of Dauid. Heare my cry, O God: giue eare vnto my prayer.
20Whe I cry vnto thee, thou doest not heare me, neither regardest me, when I stand vp.
20Rebuke hath broken mine heart, and I am full of heauinesse, and I looked for some to haue pitie on me, but there was none: and for comforters, but I found none.
1A Psalme of Dauid. Vnto thee, O Lord, doe I crie: O my strength, be not deafe toward mee, lest, if thou answere me not, I be like them that goe downe into the pit.
11He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
1A song or Psalme of Heman the Ezrahite to giue instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah for him that excelleth vpon Malath Leannoth. O Lorde God of my saluation, I cry day and night before thee.
2Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. Selah.
7All they that see me, haue me in derision: they make a mowe and nod the head, saying,
26Helpe me, O Lord my God: saue me according to thy mercie.
3My soule is also sore troubled: but Lorde how long wilt thou delay?
22Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
2Hearken vnto the voyce of my crie, my King and my God: for vnto thee doe I pray.
13He hath remooued my brethre farre from me, and also mine acquaintance were strangers vnto me.
10Heare, O Lorde, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.