“I cry out to You, but You do not answer me; I stand up, but You only look at me.
“Though I cry out, ‘Violence!’ I get no response. I cry for help, but there is no justice.
But He did not answer her a word. And when His disciples came, they were urging Him, saying, “Send her away, because she keeps shouting at us.”
You shrouded Yourself with a cloud so that no prayer can get through.
Even when I cry out and call for help, He shuts out my prayer.
My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Distant from my salvation are the words of my groaning.
Will God hear his cry when trouble comes upon him?
O, that I had someone to hear me! Look, here is my signature, let Shaddai answer me, let the accuser write the indictment!
O my God, I cried out by day, but You did not answer, by night, but there was no rest for me.
Adonai, why do You spurn me? Why do You hide Your face from me?