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Psalm 22:1

Holy Bible: Easy-to-Read Version

My God, my God, why have you left me? You seem too far away to save me, too far to hear my cries for help!

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At three o’clock Jesus cried out loudly, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani.” This means “My God, my God, why have you left me alone?”

About three o’clock Jesus cried out loudly, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” This means “My God, my God, why have you left me alone?”

While Jesus lived on earth he prayed to God, asking for help from the one who could save him from death. He prayed to God with loud cries and tears. And his prayers were answered because of his great respect for God.

The “dogs” are all around me— a pack of evil people has trapped me. They have pierced my hands and feet.

When it is time to eat, all I can do is sigh with sadness, not joy. My groans pour out like water.

Jesus said to them, “Remember when I was with you before? I said that everything written about me must happen—everything written in the Law of Moses, the books of the prophets, and the Psalms.”

Lord, why do you stay so far away? Why do you hide from people in times of trouble?

Keep your lives free from the love of money. And be satisfied with what you have. God has said, “I will never leave you; I will never run away from you.” Deuteronomy 31:6

“But the Lord won’t leave his people. No, the Lord was pleased to make you his own people. So for his own good name, he won’t leave you.

So don’t leave me! Trouble is near, and there is no one to help me.

They say, “Go get him! God has left him, so there is no one to help him.”

But I am close to making things right. Salvation will not be delayed much longer. I will bring salvation to Zion and to my wonderful Israel.”

I hurt so much I cannot feel anything. My pounding heart makes me scream!

The Lord loves what is right, and he will never leave his followers without help. He will always protect them, but he will destroy the families of the wicked.

Protect me, God, because I depend on you.

Jesus was full of pain; he struggled hard in prayer. Sweat dripped from his face like drops of blood falling to the ground.

We are always complaining; we growl like bears and moan like doves. We are waiting for justice, but there is none. We are waiting to be saved, but salvation is still far away.

Lord, don’t treat me like one of those sinners. Don’t kill me with those murderers.

You must break it into pieces and pour oil over it. It is a grain offering.




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