Psalms 44:24

So that with good courage we say, “The Lord is my helper. I will not fear. What can man do to me?”

He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.

I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.

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

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

You say, ‘What does God know? Can he judge through the thick darkness?

The eye also of the adulterer waits for the twilight, saying, ‘No eye will see me.’ He disguises his face.

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

You have seen it, Yahweh. Don’t keep silent. Lord, don’t be far from me.

How long, Yahweh? Will you hide yourself forever? Will your wrath burn like fire?

The Lord has become as an enemy. He has swallowed up Israel. He has swallowed up all her palaces. He has destroyed his strongholds. He has multiplied mourning and lamentation in the daughter of Judah.

For I know your rebellion and your stiff neck. Behold, while I am yet alive with you today, you have been rebellious against Yahweh. How much more after my death?

He has torn me in his wrath and persecuted me. He has gnashed on me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.

“If I go east, he is not there; if west, I can’t find him;

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

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.

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?

Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, “For”, they say, “who hears us?”

They encourage themselves in evil plans. They talk about laying snares secretly. They say, “Who will see them?”

Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.

Don’t hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.

Hurry to answer me, Yahweh. My spirit fails. Don’t hide your face from me, so that I don’t become like those who go down into the pit.

My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountainside, let me see your face. let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.

I will wait for Yahweh, who hides his face from the house of Jacob, and I will look for him.

For I am Yahweh your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. I have given Egypt as your ransom, Ethiopia and Seba in your place.

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

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.

Why do you forget us forever, and forsake us for so long a time?

They have dealt corruptly with him. They are not his children, because of their defect. They are a perverse and crooked generation.

Rejoice, you nations, with his people, for he will avenge the blood of his servants. He will take vengeance on his adversaries, and will make atonement for his land and for his people.

Then Solomon said, “Yahweh has said that he would dwell in the thick darkness.

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,

He works to the north, but I can’t see him. He turns south, but I can’t catch a glimpse of him.

When he gives quietness, who then can condemn? When he hides his face, who then can see him? He is over a nation or a man alike,

Arise, Yahweh! God, lift up your hand! Don’t forget the helpless.

Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help.

He shall receive a blessing from Yahweh, righteousness from the God of his salvation.

For in the day of trouble, he will keep me secretly in his pavilion. In the secret place of his tabernacle, he will hide me. He will lift me up on a rock.

You, Yahweh, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.

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.

You still the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the turmoil of the nations.

Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

They say, “How does God know? Is there knowledge in the Most High?”

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

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

They say, “Yah will not see, neither will Jacob’s God consider.”

Because of your raging against me, and because your arrogance has come up into my ears, therefore I will put my hook in your nose and my bridle in your lips, and I will turn you back by the way by which you came.

You hope of Israel, its Savior in the time of trouble, why should you be as a foreigner in the land, and as a wayfaring man who turns aside to stay for a night?

Can anyone hide himself in secret places so that I can’t see him?” says Yahweh. “Don’t I fill heaven and earth?” says Yahweh.

Then he said to me, “Son of man, have you seen what the elders of the house of Israel do in the dark, every man in his rooms of imagery? For they say, ‘Yahweh doesn’t see us. Yahweh has forsaken the land.’ ”

Then he said to me, “The iniquity of the house of Israel and Judah is exceedingly great, and the land is full of blood, and the city full of perversion; for they say, ‘Yahweh has forsaken the land, and Yahweh doesn’t see.’

Yahweh has sworn by the pride of Jacob, “Surely I will never forget any of their works.

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?”

and that we may be delivered from unreasonable and evil men; for not all have faith.

He said, “I will hide my face from them. I will see what their end will be; for they are a very perverse generation, children in whom is no faithfulness.

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

He says in his heart, “God has forgotten. He hides his face. He will never see it.”

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

Don’t hide your face from me. Don’t put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don’t abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.

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

Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

Don’t deliver the soul of your dove to wild beasts. Don’t forget the life of your poor forever.

Don’t forget the voice of your adversaries. The tumult of those who rise up against you ascends continually.