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Psalm 22:1

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?

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And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

Who in the days of his flesh, when he had offered up prayers and supplications with strong crying and tears unto him that was able to save him from death, and was heard in that he feared;

For dogs have compassed me: The assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: They pierced my hands and my feet.

For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my roarings are poured out like the waters.

And he said unto them, These are the words which I spake unto you, while I was yet with you, that all things must be fulfilled, which were written in the law of Moses, and in the prophets, and in the psalms, concerning me.

Why standest thou afar off, O LORD? Why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?

Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.

For the LORD will not forsake his people for his great name's sake: because it hath pleased the LORD to make you his people.

Be not far from me; for trouble is near; For there is none to help.

saying, God hath forsaken him: Persecute and take him; for there is none to deliver him.

I bring near my righteousness; it shall not be far off, and my salvation shall not tarry: and I will place salvation in Zion for Israel my glory.

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

For the LORD loveth judgment, And forsaketh not his saints; they are preserved for ever: But the seed of the wicked shall be cut off.

Preserve me, O God: For in thee do I put my trust.

And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.

We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.

Gather not my soul with sinners, Nor my life with bloody men:

Thou shalt part it in pieces, and pour oil thereon: it is a meat offering.




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