I cry to you for help and you do not answer me; I stand, and you only look at me.
Behold, I cry out, ‘Violence!’ but I am not answered; I call for help, but there is no justice.
But he did not answer her a word. And his disciples came and begged him, saying, “Send her away, for she is crying out after us.”
you have wrapped yourself with a cloud so that no prayer can pass through.
though I call and cry for help, he shuts out my prayer;
O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer, and by night, but I find no rest.
Will God hear his cry when distress comes upon him?
Oh, that I had one to hear me! (Here is my signature! Let the Almighty answer me!) Oh, that I had the indictment written by my adversary!
Yet you are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
Afflicted and close to death from my youth up, I suffer your terrors; I am helpless.