You who fear Adonai, praise Him! All Jacob’s descendants, glorify Him! Revere Him, all you seed of Israel.
Out of a tight place I called on Adonai— Adonai answered me with a spacious place.
My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Distant from my salvation are the words of my groaning.
They cried to you and were delivered. In You they trusted, and were not disappointed.
They who looked to Him were radiant, and their faces will never be ashamed.
All my bones will say: “Adonai, who is like You, rescuing the poor from one too strong for him, the poor and needy from one who robs him?”
Answer me, Adonai, for good is Your mercy. With Your great compassion, turn to me.
And Yeshua, crying out with a loud voice, said, “Father, ‘into Your hands I entrust My spirit.’” When He had said this, He breathed His last.
In the days of His life on earth, Yeshua offered up both prayers and pleas, with loud crying and tears, to the One able to save Him from death; and He was heard because of His reverence.