Why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring? O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. See our Saviour hanging on the cross, hear him utter these sorrowful words, and remember that he had come up from Gethsemane, all crimson with the bloody sweat which had oozed from...
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Every word is emphatic; you may put the stress where you please, upon every single word. “My God, my God.” With two hands he takes hold on God, crying, “My God, my God,” “Eloi, Eloi, my Strong One, why hast Thou forsaken me? “Or read it, “Why hast thou forsaken me?” “Why hast thou forsaken me?” “Why hast...
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring? O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. Gethsemane!—there is the key—a prayer unanswered at that time: “If it be possible, let this cup pass from me.” It was not possible. He...
Ver. 1. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? This was the startling cry of Golgotha: Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani. The Jews mocked, but the angels adored when Jesus cried this exceeding bitter cry. Nailed to the tree we behold our great Redeemer in extremities, and what see we? Having ears to hear let us hear, and having eyes to see let us...
O my God, I cry in the daytime,.... In the time of his suffering on the cross, which was in the daytime: but thou hearest me not; and yet he was always heard, John 11:41; though he was not saved from dying, yet he was quickly delivered from the power of death, and so was heard in that he feared, Hebrews 5:7; and in the night season: in the night...
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. If we remember Gethsemane, and think how Jesus prayed there, even to an agony and a bloody sweat, shall we wonder if, sometime, our prayers seem to be put on one side, and we do not immediately receive answers of peace to them? Yet, you see, our Lord...
O my God, This is the third time he has cried out, “My God,” note that. Psa_22:2. I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. The worst grief of a child of God is not to be heard in prayer. Think, then, what it must have been for the Well-beloved to have to say to his Father, “O my God, I cry in the...
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel. Notice that the Lord Jesus, in his greatest agony, does not impugn the justice of his Father’s treatment, in his bitterest sufferings he still adores the holiness of God: “Thou art...
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. Think of what a weight that unanswered prayer was upon the soul of the Well-beloved. Have you ever felt such a burden as that? Then, you are not alone in that experience, for he who is infinitely better than you can ever be had to think over his day...
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel. Jesus will find no fault with God. Even if in his dire extremity God forsakes him, yet he will not utter even a whisper against him: “Thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of...
But thou [art] holy,.... Which may be considered either as an argument with his God, why he should hear and answer him, since he is holy, just, and faithful; he has promised, when any call upon him in a day of trouble, he will hear and answer them, and will be glorified by them; this Christ did, and therefore pleads his faithfulness to his...
But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel. Settle it in your hearts that, whatever God does, he is holy. Never harbour a thought against his, never imagine that he is hard, or unjust, or unfaithful. That cannot be, so, if the worst comes to the worst, never let your faith have any question upon this point.
O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel. Our fathers trusted in thee they trusted, and thou didst deliver them. They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded. But I am a worm, and no man; Think that you hear your Lord saying this, and comparing himself to a little red worm, which when crushed seems to...
But thou art holy, O thou, that inhabitest the praises of Israel. Follow the example of your Lord, poor troubled soul. Find no fault with thy God, even though he should forsake thee. Call him holy, even though he should leave thee; and when he seems not to hear thy prayers, yet do not thou forget his praises.
But thou art holy, O thou that inhabit the praises of Israel. He will not bring any charge against God, even though he has left him; and, beloved, in your bitterest griefs; never lay any blame upon your God. Like Job, said, “Shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil? The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away;...
But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel. No hard thoughts of God, even when he was forsaken. A forsaken Christ still clings to the Father, and ascribes perfect holiness to him.
Our fathers trusted in thee,.... By whom are meant Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, from whom our Lord descended; and the people of Israel when in Egypt, in the times of the judges, and in all ages before the coming of Christ, of whom, as concerning the flesh, or as to his human nature, Christ came, Romans 9:5; these, as they were sojourners, and went...
Our fathers trusted in thee; they trusted, and thou didst deliver them. They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded. Look back, and see how God helped our ancestors. Recall how, in the past ages, the Lord always was the Deliverer of all those that trusted in him. Was a righteous man ever finally forsaken...
Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them. They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded. But I am a worm, and no man; — There is a little red worm, which seems to be nothing but a mass of blood, and the Saviour compares himself in his agony to that tiny creature: “I am a worm,...