Psalms 22:1
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 have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
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46 About the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, "Eli, Eli, lima sabachthani?" That is, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"
2 My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; in the night season, and am not silent.
34 At the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?" which is, being interpreted, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"
19 But don't be far off, Yahweh. You are my help: hurry to help me.
21 Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.
22 Hurry to help me, Lord, my salvation. For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David.
14 Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
2 For you are the God of my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
11 saying, "God has forsaken him. Pursue and take him, for no one will rescue him."
12 God, don't be far from me. My God, hurry to help me.
9 I will ask God, my rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"
10 As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"
11 Don't be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is none to help.
1 Why do you stand far off, Yahweh? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?
9 Don't hide your face from me. Don't put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don't abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.
22 As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.
14 I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
16 For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.
17 I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.
1 How long, Yahweh? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?
1 Out of the depths I have cried to you, Yahweh.
22 You have seen it, Yahweh. Don't keep silent. Lord, don't be far from me.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"
16 Turn to me, and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.
22 Why do you persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
4 Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.
1 In my distress, I cried to Yahweh. He answered me.
3 I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.
1 God, why have you rejected us forever? Why does your anger smolder against the sheep of your pasture?
21 They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: You will bring the day that you have proclaimed, and they shall be like me.
22 Let all their wickedness come before you; Do to them, as you have done to me for all my transgressions: For my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
19 How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
24 Why hide you your face, and hold me for your enemy?
1 Hear my cry, God. Listen to my prayer.
20 I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.
20 Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.
1 To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don't be deaf to me; lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.
11 He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
1 Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.
2 Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no help for him in God." Selah.
7 All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,
26 Help me, Yahweh, my God. Save me according to your loving kindness;
3 My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh--how long?
22 for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
2 Listen to the voice of my cry, my King and my God; for to you do I pray.
13 "He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
10 Hear, Yahweh, and have mercy on me. Yahweh, be my helper."