MY God, my God, wherefore hast thou
forsaken me? & why,
art thou so far from helping me,
from the words of my cry?
verse 2 O my God, I do cry by day,
but me thou dost not hear;
and eke by night, & unto me
no quiet rest is there.
verse 3 Nevertheless thou holy art,
who constantly dost dwell,
within the thankful praises of
thy people Israel.
verse 4 Our fore-fathers in thee have put
assured confidence:
they trusted have, & thou to them
didst give deliverance.
verse 5 Unto thee they did cry aloud,
and were delivered:
in thee they put their confidence,
and were not confounded.
verse 6 But I a worm, & not a man;
of men an opprobrie,
and also of the people am
despised contemptuously.
verse 7 All they that do upon me look,
a scoff at me do make:
they with the lip do make a mow,
the head in scorn they shake.
⟨image ?⟩verse 8 Upon the Lord he rolled himself,
let him now rid him quite:
let him deliver him, because
in him he doth delight.
verse 9 But thou art he that me out of
the belly forth didst take:
when I was on my mothers breasts,
to hope thou didst me make.
verse 10 Unto thee from the tender-womb
committed been have I:
yea thou hast been my mighty-God
from my mothers belly.
MY God, my God, wherefore hast thou
forsaken mee? & why,
art thou so farre from helping mee,
from the words of my cry?
verse 2 O my God, I doe cry by day,
but mee thou dost not heare;
and eke by night, & unto mee
no quiet rest is there.
verse 3 Neverthelesse thou holy art,
who constantly dost dwell,
within the thankfull prayses of
thy people Israell.
verse 4 Our fore-fathers in thee have put
assured confidence:
they trusted have, & thou to them
didst give deliverance.
verse 5 Vnto thee they did cry aloud,
and were delivered:
in thee they put their confidence,
and were not confounded.
verse 6 But I a worme, & not a man;
of men an opprobrie,
and also of the people am
despis'd contemp•uouslie.
verse 7 All they that doe upon mee look,
a scoffe at mee doe make:
they with the lip doe make a mow,
the head in scorne they shake.
⟨image ?⟩verse 8 Vpon the Lord he rold himselfe,
let him now rid him quite:
let him deliver him, because
in him he doth delight.
verse 9 But thou art hee that me out of
the belly forth didst take:
when I was on my mothers breasts,
to hope thou didst mee make.
verse 10 Vnto thee from the tender-womb
committed been have I:
yea thou hast been my mighty-God
from my mothers belly.
