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My God, my God, why

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me

Tune: Chant (Tone II 71343)
Published in 3 hymnals

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My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me:
why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?

O my God, I cry in the day time, but thou hearest not;
and in the night season, and am not silent.

But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel, our fathers trusted in thee:
they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.

They cried unto thee, and were delivered:
they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.

But I am a worm, and no man:
a reproach of men, and despised of the people.

All they that see me laugh me to scorn:
they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,

He trusted on the Lord that he would deliver him:
let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.

But thou art he that took me out of the womb:
thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.

Be not far from me for trouble is near:
for there is none to help.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws:
and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

For dogs have compassed me:
the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

I may tell all my bones:
they look and stare upon me.

They part my garments among them:
and cast lots upon my vesture.

But be not thou far from me, O Lord:
O my strength, haste thee to help me.

I will declare thy name unto my brethren:
in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.

Ye that fear the Lord, praise him:
all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.

For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted:
neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.

All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the Lord:
and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.

A seed shall serve him:
it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.

They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born:
that he hath done this.

(Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost:
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.)

Source: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #12

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First Line: My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me
Title: My God, my God, why
Copyright: Public Domain

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Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #12

Hymnal #248

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Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #12

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