Psalms 22:1-11

The Cry of Abandonment

Psalms 22:1-11
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?
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My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.
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And Thou art holy, Sitting--the Praise of Israel.
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In Thee did our fathers trust--they trusted, And Thou dost deliver them.
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Unto Thee they cried, and were delivered, In Thee they trusted, and were not ashamed.
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And I am a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people.
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All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip--shake the head,
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`Roll unto Jehovah, He doth deliver him, He doth deliver him, for he delighted in him.'
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For thou art He bringing me forth from the womb, Causing me to trust, On the breasts of my mother.
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On Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my mother Thou art my God.
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Be not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.
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