I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou lookest at me.
Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no judgement
Will God hear his cry, When trouble cometh upon him?
Oh that I had one to hear me! (Lo, here is my signature, let the Almighty answer me;) And that I had the indictment which mine adversary hath written!
O my God, I cry in the day-time, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.
But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
Thou hast covered thyself with a cloud, that our prayer should not pass through.
Yea, when I cry and call for help, he shutteth out my prayer.
But he answered her not a word. And his disciples came and besought him, saying, Send her away; for she crieth after us.