Job 30:28

I will ask God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”

For you are the God of my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother. I bowed down mourning, as one who mourns his mother.

I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

Yahweh is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge; my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my high tower.

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

Yahweh is my strength and my shield. My heart has trusted in him, and I am helped. Therefore my heart greatly rejoices. With my song I will thank him.

But now you rejected us, and brought us to dishonor, and don’t go out with our armies.

Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?

Yah is my strength and song. He has become my salvation. This is my God, and I will praise him; my father’s God, and I will exalt him.

whatever prayer and supplication is made by any man, or by all your people Israel, who shall each know the plague of his own heart, and spread out his hands toward this house,

You, Solomon my son, know the God of your father, and serve him with a perfect heart and with a willing mind; for Yahweh searches all hearts, and understands all the imaginations of the thoughts. If you seek him, he will be found by you; but if you forsake him, he will cast you off forever.

For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.

“Surely I would speak to the Almighty. I desire to reason with God.

that he would maintain the right of a man with God, of a son of man with his neighbor!

I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.

Yahweh is my light and my salvation. Whom shall I fear? Yahweh is the strength of my life. Of whom shall I be afraid?

Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, for you are my stronghold.

When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence.

because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring suffering on me. In anger they hold a grudge against me.

Don’t reject me in my old age. Don’t forsake me when my strength fails.

God, why have you rejected us forever? Why does your anger smolder against the sheep of your pasture?

“Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?

For Yahweh won’t reject his people, neither will he forsake his inheritance.

The cords of death surrounded me, the pains of Sheol got a hold of me. I found trouble and sorrow.

Yahweh, the Lord, the strength of my salvation, you have covered my head in the day of battle.

but those who wait for Yahweh will renew their strength. They will mount up with wings like eagles. They will run, and not be weary. They will walk, and not faint.

They will say of me, ‘There is righteousness and strength only in Yahweh.’ ” Even to him will men come. All those who raged against him will be disappointed.

Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.

I will strengthen them in Yahweh; and they will walk up and down in his name,” says Yahweh.

At the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?” which is, being interpreted, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”

Finally, be strong in the Lord, and in the strength of his might.

I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me.

“ ‘The priest shall write these curses in a book, and he shall wipe them into the water of bitterness.

If it is a matter of strength, behold, he is mighty! If of justice, ‘Who,’ says he, ‘will summon me?’

The earth is given into the hand of the wicked. He covers the faces of its judges. If not he, then who is it?

For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, that we should come together in judgment.

Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?

Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.

But oh that God would speak, and open his lips against you,

Why do you hide your face, and consider me your enemy?

“Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.

“Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!

“Behold, I know your thoughts, the plans with which you would wrong me.

when the Almighty was yet with me, and my children were around me,

“However doesn’t one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?

oh that I had one to hear me! Behold, here is my signature! Let the Almighty answer me! Let the accuser write my indictment!

Behold, I am toward God even as you are. I am also formed out of the clay.

Behold, he finds occasions against me. He counts me for his enemy.

For Job has said, ‘I am righteous, God has taken away my right:

“By reason of the multitude of oppressions they cry out. They cry for help by reason of the arm of the mighty.

How much less when you say you don’t see him. The cause is before him, and you wait for him!

Will you even annul my judgment? Will you condemn me, that you may be justified?

How long, Yahweh? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?

Yahweh lives! Blessed be my rock. Exalted be the God of my salvation,

My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer; in the night season, and am not silent.

To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don’t be deaf to me, lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

Why do you hide your face, and forget our affliction and our oppression?

Attend to me, and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and moan

He alone is my rock, my salvation, and my fortress. I will never be greatly shaken.

Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?”

They remembered that God was their rock, the Most High God, their redeemer.

My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.

Yahweh upholds all who fall, and raises up all those who are bowed down.

Anxiety in a man’s heart weighs it down, but a kind word makes it glad.

Then I returned and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold, the tears of those who were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.

Why do you say, Jacob, and speak, Israel, “My way is hidden from Yahweh, and the justice due me is disregarded by my God?”

We all roar like bears and moan bitterly like doves. We look for justice, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far off from us.

For as often as I speak, I cry out; I cry, “Violence and destruction!” because Yahweh’s word has been made a reproach to me, and a derision, all day.

“Take a scroll of a book, and write in it all the words that I have spoken to you against Israel, and against Judah, and against all the nations, from the day I spoke to you, from the days of Josiah, even to this day.

In those days I, Daniel, was mourning three whole weeks.

I will stand at my watch, and set myself on the ramparts, and will look out to see what he will say to me, and what I will answer concerning my complaint.