Psalms 32:3

if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves, pray, seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then I will hear from heaven, will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

If we confess our sins, he is faithful and righteous to forgive us the sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

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?”

About the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, “Eli, Eli, lima sabachthani?” That is, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”

if like Adam I have covered my transgressions, by hiding my iniquity in my heart,

You have covered yourself with a cloud, so that no prayer can pass through.

He is chastened also with pain on his bed, with continual strife in his bones,

For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

Yahweh is near to all those who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.

Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts. Let him return to Yahweh, and he will have mercy on him, to our God, for he will freely pardon.

Who is like you, Yahweh, among the gods? Who is like you, glorious in holiness, fearful in praises, doing wonders?

It shall be, when he is guilty of one of these, he shall confess that in which he has sinned;

Yahweh will send on you cursing, confusion, and rebuke in all that you put your hand to do, until you are destroyed and until you perish quickly, because of the evil of your doings, by which you have forsaken me.

But he saves from the sword of their mouth, even the needy from the hand of the mighty.

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

Why do you stand far off, Yahweh? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?

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

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

I acknowledged my sin to you. I didn’t hide my iniquity. I said, I will confess my transgressions to Yahweh, and you forgave the iniquity of my sin.

For I know my transgressions. My sin is constantly before me.

Your righteousness also, God, reaches to the heavens; you have done great things. God, who is like you?

I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.

I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.”

Yes, the dogs are greedy. They can never have enough. They are shepherds who can’t understand. They have all turned to their own way, each one to his gain, from every quarter.

“From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them. He has spread a net for my feet. He has turned me back. He has made me desolate and I faint all day long.

Their appearance is blacker than a coal. They are not known in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones. It is withered. It has become like a stick.

He, in the days of his flesh, having offered up prayers and petitions with strong crying and tears to him who was able to save him from death, and having been heard for his godly fear,

They came to the threshing floor of Atad, which is beyond the Jordan, and there they lamented with a very great and severe lamentation. He mourned for his father seven days.

“ ‘If they confess their iniquity and the iniquity of their fathers, in their trespass which they trespassed against me; and also that because they walked contrary to me,

David said to Nathan, “I have sinned against Yahweh.” Nathan said to David, “Yahweh also has put away your sin. You will not die.

So Satan went out from the presence of Yahweh, and struck Job with painful sores from the sole of his foot to his head.

My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.

He delivered me from my strong enemy, from those who hated me; for they were too mighty for me.

For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.

My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

There is no one like you among the gods, Lord, nor any deeds like your deeds.

Yahweh, God of Armies, who is a mighty one, like you? Yah, your faithfulness is around you.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,

because of your indignation and your wrath; for you have taken me up and thrown me away.

For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke. I don’t forget your statutes.

for Yahweh will plead their case, and plunder the life of those who plunder them.

Most certainly you are a God who has hidden yourself, God of Israel, the Savior.’ ”

“Yet you said, ‘I am innocent. Surely his anger has turned away from me.’ “Behold, I will judge you, because you say, ‘I have not sinned.’

Yet for all this her treacherous sister, Judah, has not returned to me with her whole heart, but only in pretense,” says Yahweh.

“For from their least even to their greatest, everyone is given to covetousness. From the prophet even to the priest, everyone deals falsely.

Heal me, O Yahweh, and I will be healed. Save me, and I will be saved; for you are my praise.

“Israel is a hunted sheep. The lions have driven him away. First, the king of Assyria devoured him, and now at last Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon has broken his bones.”

Arise, cry out in the night, at the beginning of the watches! Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord. Lift up your hands toward him for the life of your young children, who faint for hunger at the head of every street.

Our skin is black like an oven, because of the burning heat of famine.

But those of those who escape, they will escape and will be on the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them moaning, everyone in his iniquity.

“Come! Let’s return to Yahweh; for he has torn us to pieces, and he will heal us; he has injured us, and he will bind up our wounds.

and they lay themselves down beside every altar on clothes taken in pledge; and in the house of their God they drink the wine of those who have been fined.

It is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her servants moan as with the voice of doves, beating on their breasts.

The man said, “The woman whom you gave to be with me, she gave me fruit from the tree, and I ate it.”

Yahweh said to Cain, “Where is Abel, your brother?” He said, “I don’t know. Am I my brother’s keeper?”

Moses cried to Yahweh, saying, “Heal her, God, I beg you!”

Saul heard that David was discovered, with the men who were with him. Now Saul was sitting in Gibeah, under the tamarisk tree in Ramah, with his spear in his hand, and all his servants were standing around him.

But I trust in your loving kindness. My heart rejoices in your salvation.

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 my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.

You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,

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.

though you have crushed us in the haunt of jackals, and covered us with the shadow of death.

Create in me a clean heart, O God. Renew a right spirit within me.

You have fed them with the bread of tears, and given them tears to drink in large measure.

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

Then Yahweh’s ransomed ones will return, and come with singing to Zion; and everlasting joy will be on their heads. They will obtain gladness and joy, and sorrow and sighing will flee away.”

For this our heart is faint. For these things our eyes are dim.

“The Spirit of the Lord is on me, because he has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to heal the broken hearted, to proclaim release to the captives, recovering of sight to the blind, to deliver those who are crushed,

They took their bones and buried them under the tamarisk tree in Jabesh, and fasted seven days.

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

My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.

In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.

My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.

All my bones shall say, “Yahweh, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him; yes, the poor and the needy from him who robs him?”

There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

Let me hear joy and gladness, that the bones which you have broken may rejoice.

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

He who conceals his sins doesn’t prosper, but whoever confesses and renounces them finds mercy.

Your sons have fainted. They lie at the head of all the streets, like an antelope in a net. They are full of Yahweh’s wrath, the rebuke of your God.

I was angry because of the iniquity of his covetousness and struck him. I hid myself and was angry; and he went on backsliding in the way of his heart.

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.

Judah has gone into captivity because of affliction, and because of great servitude. She dwells among the nations. She finds no rest. All her persecutors overtook her within the straits.

He has made my flesh and my skin old. He has broken my bones.

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

They haven’t cried to me with their heart, but they howl on their beds. They assemble themselves for grain and new wine. They turn away from me.