The Lord is my strength and my might, and he has become my salvation; this is my God, and I will praise him, my father’s God, and I will exalt him.
The Lord 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 stronghold.
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, from the words of my groaning?
On you I was cast from my birth, and since my mother bore me you have been my God.
O God, you are my God, I seek you, my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
Your solemn processions are seen, O God, the processions of my God, my King, into the sanctuary—
He shall cry to me, ‘You are my Father, my God, and the Rock of my salvation!’
“O my God,” I say, “do not take me away at the midpoint of my life, you whose years endure throughout all generations.”
You are my God, and I will give thanks to you; you are my God, I will extol you.
I say to the Lord, “You are my God; give ear, O Lord, to the voice of my supplications.”
The rest of it he makes into a god, his idol, bows down to it and worships it; he prays to it and says, “Save me, for you are my god!”