From Forsaken to Praise

“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far

from saving me, from the words of my groaning? O my God, I cry by day,

but you do not answer, and by night, but I find no rest. Yet you are holy, enthroned on the

praises of Israel. In you our fathers trusted; they trusted, and you delivered them.

To you they cried and were rescued; in you they trusted and were not put to shame.

But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by mankind and despised by the people.

All who see me mock me; they make mouths at me; they wag their heads; “He trusts in the Lord;

let him deliver him; let him rescue him, for he delights in him!” Yet you