God, be not far from me; my God, hasten to help me.
Why, Lord, do you stand afar and pay no heed in times of trouble?
Hasten to answer me, Lord; for my spirit fails me. Do not hide your face from me, lest I become like those descending to the pit.
Upon you I was thrust from the womb; since my mother bore me you are my God.
they divide my garments among them; for my clothing they cast lots.
You see this, Lord; do not be silent; Lord, do not withdraw from me.
But evils surround me until they cannot be counted. My sins overtake me, so that I can no longer see. They are more numerous than the hairs of my head; my courage fails me.
Do not hide your face from your servant; hasten to answer me, for I am in distress.
But may all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you, Those who long for your help always say, “God be glorified!”