For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Doe of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from saving me, so far from my words of groaning?
At the ninth hour, Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” which means, “My God, My God, why ha
About the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” which means, “My God, My God, why ha
During the days of Jesus’ earthly life, He offered up prayers and petitions with loud cries and tears to the One who cou
For dogs surround me; a band of evil men encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet.
I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.
Jesus said to them, “These are the words I spoke to you while I was still with you: Everything must be fulfilled that is
Vindicate me, O God, and plead my case against an ungodly nation; deliver me from deceitful and unjust men.
Why, O LORD, do You stand far off? Why do You hide in times of trouble?
But I trust in You, O LORD; I say, “You are my God.”
Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
Indeed, for the sake of His great name, the LORD will not abandon His people, because He was pleased to make you His own
Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, for God has said: “Never will I leave you
saying, “God has forsaken him; pursue him and seize him, for there is no one to rescue him.”
For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul longs after You,
When I kept silent, my bones became brittle from my groaning all day long.
I am bringing My righteousness near; it is not far away, and My salvation will not be delayed. I will grant salvation to
A Miktam of David. Preserve me, O God, for in You I take refuge.
For the LORD loves justice and will not forsake His saints. They are preserved forever, but the offspring of the wicked
And in His anguish, He prayed more earnestly, and His sweat became like drops of blood falling to the ground.
I am numb and badly crushed; I groan in anguish of heart.
We all growl like bears and moan like doves. We hope for justice, but find none, for salvation, but it is far from us.
Do not take my soul away with sinners, or my life with men of bloodshed,