Even when I cry and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.
Indeed, I cry, ‘Help! I’m being attacked!’ but I get no response. I call for help, but there is no justice.
“I call to you for help, but you don’t answer me. I stand up, but you just look at me.
My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer— also at night, but I find no rest.
O Lord God, commander of armies, how long will you smolder in anger against the prayer of your people?
You covered yourself with anger and pursued us. You killed without pity.
You covered yourself with a cloud so that no prayer could get through it.
How long, O Lord, am I to cry for help, but you will not listen? I cry out to you, “There’s violence!” yet you will not come to the rescue.
About three o’clock Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” which means, “My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?”
Everyone who asks will receive. The one who searches will find, and for the person who knocks, the door will be opened.
