My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from helping me, from the words of my groaning?
O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer;
and by night, but find no rest.
Yet you are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
In you our ancestors trusted;
they trusted, and you delivered them.
To you they cried, and were saved;
in you they trusted, and were not put to shame.
11 Do not be far from me, for trouble is near
and there is no one to help.
But you, O Lord, do not be far away!
O my help, come quickly to my aid!
Deliver my soul from the sword,
my life from the power of the dog!
Save me from the mouth of the lion!
From the horns of the wild oxen you have rescued me.
A Prayer: End with a formal prayer, such as the Lord's Prayer/Our Father
Precious in God's sight you are,
Divinely made in God's delight,
endowed with beauty wove deep within,
brighter than the darkest sin.
Wondrous in God's sight you are,
though fallen deep, though fallen far,
still full-graced to reach the stars,
to break all chains and burst all bars.
Beloved in God's sight you are,
Whose laser vision probes the years,
Who knows the pain, the lonely fears,
and weeps before your hidden tears.
Claimed in God's sight you are,
Who jealously formed you of His seed.
None can claim your special place
or rob you of your given grace.
Free in God's sight you are,
to rise in rainbow'ed glory,
to claim the God-light in your soul
and tell the world your story.
At the end of your prayer you can look back and ask:
Does it have something to say to you?
How does it make you feel?
Take time to pray with today's reading;
or you may like to ponder on the poem.