Psalms 22:1-5, 27-28

My God, my God, why hast thou me forsaken? why so far Art thou from helping me, and from my words that roaring are? All day, my God, to thee I cry, yet am not heard by thee; And in the season of the night I cannot silent be. But thou art holy, thou that dost inhabit Isr'el's praise. Our fathers hop'd in thee, they hop'd and thou didst them release. When unto thee they sent their cry, to them deliv'rance came: Because they put their trust in thee, they were not put to shame.

All ends of th' earth remember shall, and turn the Lord unto; All kindreds of the nations to him shall homage do: Because the kingdom to the Lord doth appertain as his; Likewise among the nations the Governor he is.