1 My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring? |
2 O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. |
3 But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel. |
4 Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them. |
5 They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded. |
6 But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people. |
7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head saying, |
8 He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him. |
