And when the sixth hour had come, there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour. And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” which means, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” And some of the bystanders  hearing it said, “Behold, he is calling Elijah.” And someone ran and filled a sponge with sour wine, put it on a reed and gave it to him to drink, saying, “Wait, let us see whether Elijah will come to take him down.”

Yeshu’s cry was no call for help; but the voice of agonizing utter loss, of darkness, and of separation from his loving Father as never before. He used words of a prophecy that foretold Messiah would suffer just such an agony of abandonment.

The onlookers misunderstood Yeshu’s country dialect.

And the inscription of the charge against him read, “The King of the Jews.” And with him they crucified two robbers, one on his right and one on his left. And those who passed by derided him, wagging their heads and saying, “Aha! You who would destroy the temple and rebuild it in three days, save yourself, and come down from the cross!” So also the chief priests with the scribes mocked him to one another, saying, “He saved others; he cannot save himself. Let the Christ, the King of Israel, come down now from the cross so that we may see and believe.” Those who were crucified with him also reviled him.

Exposed naked for all to see; in agony and struggling for breath; it was easy for mockers to mock him.

“All who see me mock at me, they make mouths at me, they wag their heads; ‘He committed his cause to the Lord; let him deliver him, let him rescue him, for he delights in him!'”

A prophecy in the Sungrab of God

And they compelled a passer-by, Simon of Cyrene, who was coming in from the country, the father of Alexander and Rufus, to carry his cross. And they brought him to the place called Golgotha (which means Place of a Skull). And they offered him wine mixed with myrrh, but he did not take it. And they crucified him and divided his garments among them, casting lots for them, to decide what each should take. And it was the third hour when they crucified him.

So weak his cross had to be carried for him; but he was able to refuse a drug for the pain which he must suffer for us.

“… they have pierced my hands and feet. I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me. They divide my garments among them, and for my raiment they cast lots.”

(A prophecy in the Sungrab of God)