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My God, my God, why have you

Language: English after the Latin

My God, my God, why have you
forsaken me? And why are you so far from
helping me from the words of my groaning?
Oh my God, I cry by day, but you do not
answer; and by night I call, but get no respite.
And yet you are enthroned in holiness, you
are He whose praises Israel sings. In you
our fathers put their trust; they trusted and you
rescued them. They called to you for help
and they were saved; they never trusted you in vain.
Yet here am I, now more worm than man,
abused by all men and scorned by the people.
All who see me jeer at me; they
sneer, they jeer at me and toss their heads
"He relied on God, let God save him! If God
is his friend, let God rescue him!"
Yet you brought me here to this world, you
entrusted me to my mother's breasts; upon
you was I cast from my birth, and since my
mother bore me you have been my God.
O God, be not far from me, for trouble is near
and I have no helper.
A herd of bulls surrounds me, strong bulls of
Bashan close in on me; they open wide their
mouths at me like a ravening and roaring lion.
My strength drains away like water and all my
bones are loose: my heart has turned in wax 
and melts within me; my mouth is dry as a 
postherd, and my tongue sticks to my jaw.
A pack of ruffians surrounds me, a gang of 
villains closes me in; they tie me hand and
foot and leave me lying in the dust of death.
I feel pains in every one of my bones while 
they stare and gloat overme; they divide my
garments among them and cast lots for my clothes.
My King and God, hear the sound of my cry,
when I call to you for help; spare a thought for my sighs!
Preserve my life and save your servant who trusts in you!
Consider my afflictions and forgive all my sins,
for no man living is righteous before you.
Deliver me from evil men who always stir up wars!
O give my eyes light or I shall sleep in death
and all my foes will say: "We have beaten him!" and all my
oppressors will have the joy of seeing me stumble!
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Will you forget me forever? 
My God and Lord why have you forsaken me?
Why, My God, why?


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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Settings in other languages or adaptations:

  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Martin Luther (1483 - 1546) , title 1: "Psalm 22" ENG FRE by Felix Mendelssohn Bartholdy.

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:21
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