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Psalm 22:1

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My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far away from helping me, so far away from the words of my groaning?

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At three o’clock Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” which means, “My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?”

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?”

During his life on earth, Jesus prayed to God, who could save him from death. He prayed and pleaded with loud crying and tears, and he was heard because of his devotion to God.

Dogs have surrounded me. A mob has encircled me. They have pierced my hands and feet.

“When my food is in front of me, I sigh. I pour out my groaning like water.

Then he said to them, “These are the words I spoke to you while I was still with you. I told you that everything written about me in Moses’ Teachings, the Prophets, and the Psalms had to come true.”

Why are you so distant, Lord? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?

Don’t love money. Be happy with what you have because God has said, “I will never abandon you or leave you.”

For the sake of his great name, the Lord will not abandon his people, because the Lord wants to make you his people.

Do not be so far away from me. Trouble is near, and there is no one to help.

They say, “God has abandoned him. Pursue him and grab him because there is no one to rescue him.”

I’ll bring my righteousness near; it isn’t far away. My salvation will not be delayed. I’ll provide salvation for Zion and bring my glory to Israel.

I am numb and completely devastated. I roar because my heart’s in turmoil.

The Lord loves justice, and he will not abandon his godly ones. They will be kept safe forever, but the descendants of wicked people will be cut off.

Protect me, O God, because I take refuge in you.

So he prayed very hard in anguish. His sweat became like drops of blood falling to the ground.

We all growl like bears. We coo like doves. We hope for justice, but there is none. We hope for salvation, but it’s far from us.

Do not sweep away my soul along with hardened sinners or my life along with bloodthirsty people.

Break it into pieces and pour olive oil over it. It is a grain offering.




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