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1 My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?Why art thou so far from helping me, And from the words of my groaning?2 O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not;And in the night season, and am not silent.3 But thou art holy,O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.4 Our fathers trusted in thee:They trusted, and thou didst deliver them.5 They cried unto thee, and were delivered:They trusted in thee, and were not put to shame.6 But I am a worm, and no man;A reproach of men, and despised of the people.7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn:They shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,8 Commit thyself unto God; let him deliver him:Let him rescue him, seeing he delighteth in him.9 But thou art he that took me out of the womb;Thou didst make me trust when I was upon my mother’s breasts.10 I was cast upon thee from the womb;Thou art my God since my mother bare me.11 Be not far from me; for trouble is near;For there is none to help.12 Many bulls have compassed me;Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.13 They gape upon me with their mouth,As a ravening and a roaring lion.14 I am poured out like water,And all my bones are out of joint:My heart is like wax;It is melted within me.15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd;And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.16 For dogs have compassed me:A company of evil-doers have inclosed me;They pierced my hands and my feet.17 I may count all my bones.They look and stare upon me;18 They part my garments among them,And upon my vesture do they cast lots.19 But be not thou far off, O God:O thou my succor, haste thee to help me.20 Deliver my soul from the sword,My darling from the power of the dog.21 Save me from the lion’s mouth;Yea, from the horns of the wild-oxen thou hast answered me.22 I will declare thy name unto my brethren:In the midst of the assembly will I praise thee.23 Ye that fear God, praise him;All ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him;And stand in awe of him, all ye the seed of Israel.24 For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted;Neither hath he hid his face from him;But when he cried unto him, he heard.25 Of thee cometh my praise in the great assembly:I will pay my vows before them that fear him.26 The meek shall eat and be satisfied;They shall praise God that seek after him:Let your heart live for ever.27 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn unto God;And all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.28 For the kingdom is God’s;And he is the ruler over the nations.29 All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and worship:All they that go down to the dust shall bow before him,Even he that cannot keep his soul alive.30 A seed shall serve him;It shall be told of the Lord unto the next generation.31 They shall come and shall declare his righteousness Unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done it.

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

Said the Son of Man

The rest of us—

Who hears our roar?

The historians?

Who is this divinity we talk about

And sometimes remember to address?

Our parents trusted you

And said simply

You answer prayers

Jesus said if we ask for an egg

Will you give us a stone?

Ask and it shall be given to you

Grandma asked for money

And it always came, she said

So far so good

We are the new generation

Subsisting on opioids

Anti-depressants

Oxycontin

Fentanyl

Heroin

Haagen Dazs

Salted caramel

Who cares about calories?

My six-hundred-pound life

The Center of the Universe

I wait upon the so-called lord

Drowning in despair

Deliver my soul.

None but you

Can keep it alive

None but you

Can hear my cry

In the meantime

Please pass the Krispy Kremes