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I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
Yahweh, was my mountain crag and my stronghold, and my deliverer: My GOD, was my rock, I sought refuge in him, My shield, and my horn of salvation, my high tower.
Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry, O my Rock! do not turn in silence from me, - lest, if thou turn from me in silence, I be like them who go down into the pit.
Surely, he, is my rock and my salvation, My high tower - I shall not be greatly shaken!
And remembered that, Elohim, was their rock, Yea, EL Most High, their Redeemer:
How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou wholly forget me? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
My GOD, my GOD, why hast thou forsaken me? Far from saving me, The words of my loud lamentation?
Awake thou! wherefore shouldst thou sleep, O Lord? Bestir thee! do not reject us altogether!
Hath GOD, forgotten to show favour? Or hath he shut up, in anger, his compassions? Selah.
Wherefore, shouldest thou say, O Jacob, or speak, O Israel, - Hidden is my path from Yahweh, And from my God, my vindication, will pass?
Can, a woman, forget, her sucking child, Past taking compassion on the son of her womb? Even these, may forget, Yet will, I, not forget, thee:
I am bent, I am bowed down very low. All the day, have I gloomily walked;
For, thou, art my defending God - Wherefore hast thou rejected me? Wherefore in gloom should I wander, because of the oppression of an enemy?
Mine eye, hath dimmed through affliction; I have called upon thee, O Yahweh, all day long, I have spread out, unto thee, my hands.
Surely, for good, I looked, but there came in evil, And I waited for light, but there came in darkness;
Because of the noise of the enemy, By reason of the oppression of the lawless one, For they would let trouble drop upon me, And, in anger, would they entrap me.
Then again, I, considered all the oppressive deeds which were done under the sun, - and lo! the tears of the oppressed, and they have no comforter, and, on the side of their oppressing, is power, and they have no comforter.
Remember, O Yahweh, what hath befallen us, Look around, and see our reproach: