Good Friday Service

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.
I am poured out like water,
And all my bones are out of joint;
My heart is like wax;
It is melted within my breast;
My mouth is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to my jaws;
You lay me in the dust of death.
But You, O Lord, do not be far away!
O my Help, come quickly to my aid! from Psalm 22