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My God, my God, why leav'st thou me
when I with anguish faint?
O why so far from me removed,
and from my loud complaint?
All day, but all the day unheard,
to thee do I complain;
With cries implore relief all night,
but cry all night in vain.
Yet thou art still the righteous judge
of innocence oppressed;
And therefore Israel's praises are
of right to thee addressed.
On thee our ancestors relied,
and thy deliv'rance found;
With pious confidence they prayed,
and with success were crowned.
But I am treated like a worm,
like none of human birth;
Not only by the great reviled,
but made the rabble's mirth.
With laughter all the gazing crowd
my agonies survey;
They shoot the lip, they shake the head,
and thus deriding say:
"In God he trusted, boasting oft
that he was Heav'n's delight;
"Let God come down to save him now,
and own his favorite."
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1821
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 22:1-8;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1821 | # 22 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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FAIRFIELD
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1835
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 277 | G |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
