I am worn out by my crying, my throat is parched, my eyes fail, waiting for my God.
So is fulfilled the word written in their Scripture, ‘They hated Me for no reason.’
Do not let my deceitful enemies gloat over me without cause, nor let those who hate me for nothing wink an eye.
He made the One who knew no sin to become a sin offering on our behalf, so that in Him we might become the righteousness of God.
Adonai, do not withhold Your compassions from me. Let Your mercy and Your truth always protect me.
For Messiah once suffered for sins also—the righteous for the unrighteous—in order to bring you to God. He was put to death in the flesh, but made alive by the Ruach.
“He committed no sin, nor was any deceit found in His mouth.”
Deliver me from workers of iniquity. Rescue me from bloodthirsty men.
He Himself bore our sins in His body on the tree, so that we, removed from sins, might live for righteousness. “By His wounds you were healed.”
I am worn out with my groaning. Every night I make my bed swim, drenching my pillow with my tears.