I protest his violence, but no one is listening; no one hears my cry for justice.

When trouble comes, will God hear their cries?

During the day I call to you, my God, but you do not answer; I call at night, but get no rest.

How much longer, LORD God Almighty, will you be angry with your people's prayers?

You have given us sorrow to eat, a large cup of tears to drink.

I cry aloud for help, but God refuses to listen;

By a cloud of fury too thick for our prayers to get through.

But Jesus did not say a word to her. His disciples came to him and begged him, "Send her away! She is following us and making all this noise!"