Why do You hide Your face and consider me Your enemy?
His anger burns against me, and He considers me among His enemies.
My Lord is like an enemy. He has swallowed up Israel. He swallowed up all her citadels, destroyed her fortifications and multiplied mourning and moaning for the daughter of Judah.
For the music director, a psalm of David.
I will wait for Adonai, who is hiding His face from the house of Jacob, and I will look eagerly for Him.
But I—I cried out to You, Adonai, and in the morning my prayer meets You.
Awake! Why do you sleep, my Lord? Wake up! Do not cast us off forever.
Yet, He has found fault with me; He considers me His enemy.
He said, “I will hide My face from them, I want to see their hereafter. For they are an upside down generation, children with no faithfulness in them.
Yet do not consider him as an enemy, but warn him as a brother.
Why, Adonai, are You standing far off? Why hide Yourself in times of trouble?
O, that I had someone to hear me! Look, here is my signature, let Shaddai answer me, let the accuser write the indictment!
You have turned on me cruelly; You attack me with the might of Your hand.
His anger has torn and tormented me; He gnashes at me with his teeth; my enemy looks at me with daggers in his eyes.
I will say to God, ‘Do not condemn me; tell me why You contend with me.’
Samuel said, “So why ask me, since Adonai has turned away from you and become your adversary?
Why do you pursue me—like God? Are you not satisfied with my flesh?
If my head is held high, You hunt me like a lion, and again work wonders against me.
You renew Your witnesses against me, and increase Your anger toward me, change and warfare are with me.
Why do You hide Your face and forget our misery and oppression?
