Psalms 22:1
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?
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?
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46and about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a great voice, saying, `Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?' that is, `My God, my God, why didst Thou forsake me?'
2My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.
34and at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a great voice, saying, `Eloi, Eloi, lamma sabachthani?' which is, being interpreted, `My God, my God, why didst Thou forsake me?'
19And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.
21Do not forsake me, O Jehovah, My God, be not far from me,
22Haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation!
14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
2For thou `art' the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?
11Saying, `God hath forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.'
12O God, be not far from me, O my God, for my help make haste.
9I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?
10With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
11Be not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.
1Why, Jehovah, dost Thou stand at a distance? Thou dost hide in times of adversity,
9Hide not Thy face from me, Turn not aside in anger Thy servant, My help Thou hast been. Leave me not, nor forsake me, O God of my salvation.
22And I -- I have said in my haste, `I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.
14As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
16And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.
17I count all my bones -- they look expectingly, They look upon me,
1To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?
1A Song of the Ascents. From depths I have called Thee, Jehovah.
22Thou hast seen, O Jehovah, Be not silent, O Lord -- be not far from me,
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
3My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
16Turn Thou unto me, and favour me, For lonely and afflicted `am' I.
22Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?
4Looking on the right hand -- and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.
1A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
8Turn from me all ye workers of iniquity, For Jehovah heard the voice of my weeping,
1An Instruction of Asaph. Why, O God, hast Thou cast off for ever? Thine anger smoketh against the flock of Thy pasture.
21They have heard that I have sighed, There is no comforter for me, All my enemies have heard of my calamity, They have rejoiced that Thou hast done `it', Thou hast brought in the day Thou hast called, And they are like to me.
22Come in doth all their evil before Thee, And one is doing to them as Thou hast done to me, For all my transgressions, For many `are' my sighs, and my heart `is' sick!
19How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.
24Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?
1To the Overseer, on stringed instruments. -- By David. Hear, O God, my loud cry, attend to my prayer.
20I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me.
20Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am sick, And I look for a bemoaner, and there is none, And for comforters, and I have found none.
1By David. Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, My rock, be not silent to me! Lest Thou be silent to me, And I have been compared With those going down to the pit.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
1A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah, to the Overseer, `Concerning the Sickness of Afflictions.' -- An instruction, by Heman the Ezrahite. O Jehovah, God of my salvation, Daily I have cried, nightly before Thee,
2Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
7All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip -- shake the head,
26Help me, O Jehovah my God, Save me, according to Thy kindness.
3And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
22For I `am' poor and needy, And my heart hath been pierced in my midst.
2Be attentive to the voice of my cry, My king and my God, For unto Thee I pray habitually.
13My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me.
10Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'