I cry to you, and you do not answer me; I stand, and you merely look at me.
Even when I cry out, ‘Violence!’ I am not answered; I call aloud, but there is no justice.
Will God hear their cry when trouble comes upon them?
O that I had one to hear me! (Here is my signature! Let the Almighty answer me!) O that I had the indictment written by my adversary!
O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer; and by night but find no rest.
Yet you are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
Wretched and close to death from my youth up, I suffer your terrors; I am desperate.
you have wrapped yourself with a cloud so that no prayer can pass through.
though I call and cry for help, he shuts out my prayer;
But he did not answer her at all. And his disciples came and urged him, saying, “Send her away, for she keeps shouting after us.”