Young's Literal Translation YLT
New International Version NIV
1 To the Overseer, on `The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?
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My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from my cries of anguish?
2 My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.
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My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer, by night, but I find no rest.
3 And Thou [art] holy, Sitting -- the Praise of Israel.
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Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One; you are the one Israel praises.
4 In Thee did our fathers trust -- they trusted, And Thou dost deliver them.
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In you our ancestors put their trust; they trusted and you delivered them.
5 Unto Thee they cried, and were delivered, In Thee they trusted, and were not ashamed.
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To you they cried out and were saved; in you they trusted and were not put to shame.
6 And I [am] a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people.
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But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by everyone, despised by the people.
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