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 day-time,
But thou hearest not;
And in the night season, and am not silent.
But I am a worm, and no man;
A reproach of men,
And despised of the people.
All they that see me laugh me to scorn:
They shoot out the lip,
They shake the head, saying,
Be not far from me: for trouble is near;
For there is none to help.
Many bulls have compassed me:
Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
They gaped upon me with their mouth,
As a ravening and a roaring Lion
I am poured out like water,
And all my bones are out of joint:
My heart is like wax;
It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
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.
Unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul.
O my God, I trust in thee:
Let me not be ashamed,
Let me not mine enemies triumph over me.
Shew me thy ways, O Lord;
Teach me thy paths.
Lead me in thy truth, and teach me:
For thou art the God of my salvation;
On thee do I wait all the day.
Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me;
For I am desolate and afflicted.
The troubles of my heart are enlarged:
O bring thou me out of my distresses.
Look upon my affliction and my pain;
And forgive all my sins.
Very good, and deep from the heart crying out to the Lord... the One we should definately be crying out to.
This prayer will really forgive the sins of the world. I remembered Tagore's God while reading this beautiful piece of art. Great write. Marks 10- Rekhamandagere
Hey, Vipins, I think this among the very best of your poems. Even though I like the romantic pieces of art you put up, this one I like even more: the poem is full of feeling and has such an important message of hope. I am thinking that far too many people see praying as a routine, they do to get some distant reward or magic help. If prayers, even in our darkest of moments, come truly from our heart, I think that is when they are really answered. I believe that our Creator is all around us just like water around a fish or like television waves around a television. It is just for us to tune in to the endless, limitless wisdom that is all around us and get proper guidance out of the deepest of valleys. We cannot affect our Creator, our Creator is ever willing to affect us in so many postive ways, if only we truly open up our mind and our soul for him. Fantastic poem, vipins. Keep writing more poems.
A prayer in trying times means so much..when you find no one worthy to be your own, it's a prayer to show the hope, provide much needed solace..pouring out your heart in words of a prayer is the best tribute one can pay to the Almighty, who always listens to his much loved children..Heart felt!
Oh what poignancy! ! This lamentation will definitely cut across the barriers of the earth and reach up to heaven! ! !
a wonderful prayer.....i read some of your poems and wud like 2 say tht they are all beautiful compositions and shall get back 2 read more...keep up the good work.....
very wonderful poem... soul story... heart massage.... very emotional with deep meaning and great rhythm. i like it very much... Look upon my affliction and my pain; And forgive all my sins. is the main truth of our life...
I love this one. Full of passion and despair, with thin glimmers of hope.
an excellent poem VIPINS i like ur use of old english mixed in with new
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very very powerful poem. A great write.