Why, Lord, do you reject me and hide your face from me?
Why do you hide your face and consider me your enemy?
How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?
You are God my stronghold. Why have you rejected me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?
Why do you hide your face and forget our misery and oppression?
But now you have rejected and humbled us; you no longer go out with our armies.
For you are not a God who is pleased with wickedness; with you, evil people are not welcome.
Do not hide your face from your servant; answer me quickly, for I am in trouble.
About three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” (which means “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”).