My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from saving me, so far from my words of groaning? I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest. … For dogs surround me; a band of evil men encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet. I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me. They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing. … I will proclaim Your name to my brothers; I will praise You in the assembly. … All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD. All the families of the nations will bow down before Him.
Psalm 22:1-2, 16-18, 22, 27 (BSB)
אֵלִי אֵלִי לָמָה עֲזַבְתָּנִי
