Forsaken of God - Psalm 22: 15

Here you find the psalmist feels down we all can sympathize with how he feels feelings of depression and despair not knowing where to turn, lost his zeal He complains of losing his strength been dried up with no water to drink like broken pottery cracked of no use crying out to God to save from the brink The Psalmist tells of his complaint his tongue has no good use left it stuck to his mouth, can't move feeling as if he's just about to faint Here I am down now in the dust thus speaks the Psalmist in despair accusing his God of bringing him there death he felt was certainly in the air But he never totally lost hope calling to God, O Lord come to my aid deliver my soul extend my life for your promises shall never fade (Psalm 22:15. My strength is dried up like broken pottery; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, and you have brought me down to the dust of death.)