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O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou

Author: Thomas Sternhold, 1500-1549; John Hopkins Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4865 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O God, my God, wherefore dost Thou Forsake me utterly? And helpest not when I do make My great complaint and cry? 2. To Thee, my God, e’en all day long I do both cry and call; I cease not all the night, and yet Thou hearest not at all. 3. But Thou that in Thy holy place For evermore dost dwell; Thou art the joy, the comfort, and Glory of Israel: 4. And Him in whom our fathers old Had all their hope and stay; Who, when they put their trust in Thee, Delivered’st them alway. 5. They were preservèd ever when They called upon Thy name; And for the faith they had in Thee, They were not put to shame. 6. But I am now become more like A worm than to a man, An outcast, whom the people scorn With all the spite they can. 7. All men despise as they behold Me walking on the way: They grin, make mouths, and nod their heads, And on this wise do say. 8. This man did glory in the Lord, His favor and His love: Let Him redeem and help him now, His power if he will prove. 9. But from the prison of the womb I was by Thee released; Thou didst preserve me still in hope, Whilst I did suck the breast: 10. I was committed from my birth With Thee to have abode; Since I came from my mother’s womb, Thou hast been still my God. 11. Then, Lord, depart not now from me In this my present grief, Since I have none to be my help, My succor and relief. 12. For many bulls do compass me, That be full strong of head; Yea, bulls so fat, as though they had In Bashan field been fed. 13. They gape upon me greedily, As though they would me slay; Much like a lion roaring out, And ramping for his prey. 14. But I drop down like water shed, My joints in sunder break, My heart doth in my body melt Like wax, I am so weak. 15. My strength doth like a potsherd dry, My tongue it cleaveth fast Unto my jaws, and I am brought To dust of death at last. 16. For many dogs do compass me, In council they do meet, Conspiring still against my life, Piercing my hands and feet. 17. I was tormented so that I Might all my bones have told, Whilst they do look and stare at me, When they do me behold. 18. My garments they divided have In parts among them all; And for my coat they did cast lots To whom it should befall. 19. Therefore, I pray Thee, be not far From me at my great need, But rather, since Thou art my strength, To help me, Lord, make speed: 20. And from the sword save Thou my soul By Thy might and Thy power, And ever keep my darling dear From dogs that would devour; And from the lion’s mouth that would Me all in sunder tear; From ’midst the horns of unicorns, O Lord, Thou didst me hear. When shall I to my brethren all Thy Majesty record, And in Thy Church shall praise the name Of Thee, the living Lord. All ye that fear Him, praise the Lord, Thou, Jacob, Him adore, And all ye seed of Israel, Fear Him for evermore. For He despiseth not the poor, He hideth not away His countenance when they do call, But hears them when they pray, Among the folk that fear the Lord, I will therefore proclaim Thy praise, and keep my promise made For setting forth Thy name. The poor shall eat and be sufficed; Such as their minds do give To seek the Lord, and praise His name, Their hearts shall ever live. The coasts of all the earth shall praise The Lord, and seek His grace; The heathen folk shall worship all Before His blessèd face. The kingdoms of the heathen folk The Lord shall have therefore; And he shall be their governor And king for evermore. The rich men of His goodly gifts Shall taste and feed also, And in His presence worship Him, And bow their knees full low. And all that shall go down to dust, Of life by Him shall taste; A seed shall serve and worship Him, Till time away shall waste. They shall declare and plainly show His truth and righteousness, Unto a people yet unborn, Who shall His name confess. Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD (Ouseley)
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O God my God, wherefore dost thou

Author: T. S. Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #XXII (1790) Lyrics: 1 O God, my God, wherefore dost thou forsake me utterly? And helpest not, when I do make my great complaint and cry? 2 To thee, my God, e'en all day long, I do both cry and call; I cease not all the night, and yet thou hearest not at ail. 3 But thou that in thy holy place for evermore dost dwell, Thou art the joy, the comfort, and glory of Israel; 4 And him in whom our fathers old had all their hope and stay, Who, when they put their trust in thee, deliver'dst them alway. 5 They were preserved ever when they called on thy name; And for the faith they had in thee, they were not put to shame. 6 But I am now become more like a worm than to a man, An outcast, whom the people scorn with all the spite they can. 7 All men despise as they behold me walking on the way, They grin, make mouths, and nod their heads, and on this wise do say, 8 This man did glory in the Lord, his favour and his love: Let him redeem and help him now, his power if he will prove. 9 But from the prison of the womb I was by thee releast, Thou didst preserve me still in hope, whilst I did suck the breast. 10 I was committed from my birth with thee to have abode; Since I came from my mother's womb, thou hast been still my God. The Second Part. 11 Then, Lord, depart not now from me, in this my present grief, Since I have none to be my help, my succour and relief. 12 For many bulls do compass me that be full strong of head; Yea, bulls so fat, as tho' they had in Basan field been fed. 13 They gape upon me greedily, as tho' they would me slay, Ev'n like a lion roaring out and ramping for his prey. 14 But I drop down like water shed, my joints in sunder break, My heart doth in my body melt like wax, I am so weak: 15 My strength doth like a potsherd dry, my tongue it cleaveth fast Unto my jaws, and I am brought to dust of death at last. 16 For many dogs do compass me, in council they do meet, Conspiring still against my life, piercing my hands and feet. 17 I was tormented so, that I might all my bones have told, Whilst they do look and stare at me, when they do me behold. 18 My garments they divided have in parts among them all, And for my coat they did cast lots to whom it should befall. 19 Therefore, I pray thee, be not far from me at my great need; But rather, since thou art my strength, to help me, Lord, make speed: 20 And from the sword save thou my soul by thy might and thy pow'r, And ever keep my darling dear from dogs that would devour; 21 And from the lion's mouth that would me all in sunder tear, From 'midst the horns of unicorns, O Lord, thou didst me hear 22 Then shall I to my brethren all thy majesty record, And in thy church shall praise the Name of thee the living Lord. The Third Part. 23 All ye that fear him, praise the Lord, thou, Jacob, him adore, And all ye seed of Israel, fear him for evermore. 24 For he despiseth not the poor, he hideth not away His countenance when they do call, but hears them when they pray, 25 Among the folk that fear the Lord I will therefore proclaim Thy praise, and keep my promise made for setting forth thy name. 26 The poor shall eat and be suffic'd; such as their minds do give To seek the Lord, and praise his Name, their hearts shall ever live. 27 The coasts of all the earth shall praise the Lord and seek his grace, The heathen folk shall worship all before his blessed face. 28 The kingdoms of the heathen folk the Lord shall have therefore; And he shall be their Governor and King for evermore. 29 The rich men of his goodly gifts shall taste and feed also, And in his presence worship him, and bow their knees full low. 30 And all that shall go down to dust of life by him shall taste; A seed shall serve and worship him, till time away shall waste: 31 They shall declare and plainly shew his truth and righteousness Unto a people yet unborn, who shall his name confess. Scripture: Psalm 22 Languages: English
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Deus, Deus meus

Author: T. S. Hymnal: The Whole Booke of Psalmes #10 (1640) First Line: O God my God, wherefore dost thou Lyrics: 1 O God my God, wherefore dost thou forsake me utterly? And helpest not when I do make my great complaint and cry? 2 To thee, my God even all day long I do both cry and call: I cease not all the night, and yet thou hearest not at ail. 3 Even thou that in thy Sanctuary, and holy place dost dwell: Thou art the comfort and the joy, and glory of Israel. 4 And him in whom our fathers old had all their hope for ever: And when they put their trust in thee, Thou didst them aye deliver. 5 They were delivered ever when they called on thy Name; And for the faith they had in thee, they were not put to shame. 6 But I am now become a worm, more like than any man: An out-cast whom the people scorn with all the spite they can. 7 All men despise as they behold me walking on the way: They grin, they mow, and nod their heads, and on this wise they say, 8 This man did glory in the Lord, his favour and his love: Let him redeeme and help him now, his power if he will prove. 9 But Lord out of my mothers wombe, I came by thy behest: Thou didst preserve me still in hope, while I did suck the brest. 10 I was committed from my birth, with thee to have abode: Since I was in my mothers wombe, thou hast been ere my God. The second Part: 11 Then, Lord, depart not now from me, in this my present grief: Since I have none to be my help, my succour and reliefe. 12 So many buls do compasse me, that be full strong of head: Yea, buls so fat, as though they had in Basan field been fed. 13 They gape upon me greedily, as though they would me slay: Much like a Lion roaring out, and ramping for his prey. 14 But I drop downe like water shed, my joynts in sunder break: My heart doth in my body melt, like waxe against the heat. 15 And like a potsherd dri'th my strength, my tongue it cleaveth fast Unto my jaws, and I am brought to dust of death at last. 16 And many dogs do compasse me, and wicked counsell eke Conspire against me cursedly, they pierce my hands and feet. 17 I was tormented so that I might all my bones have told: Yet still upon me hey do look, and still they me behold. 18 My garments they divided eke in parts among them all: And for my coat they did cast lots to whom it should befall. 19 Therefore, I pray thee, be not farre from me at my great need,: But rather sith thou art my strength, to help me Lord make speed. 20 And from the sword Lord save my soul by thy might and thy power: And keep my soule, thy darling deare, from dogs that would devoure. 21 And from the Lion's mouth that would me all in sunder shiver: And from the hornes of Unicornes Lord safely me deliver. 22 Then shall I to my brethren all thy majesty record, And in thy Church shall praise the Name of thee the living Lord. The Third Part: 23 All ye that feare him praise the Lord, thou Jacob honour him: And all ye seed of Israel, with reverence worship him. 24 For he despiseth not the poore, he turneth not away His countenance when they do call, but granteth to their crie. 25 Among the folk that feare the Lord, I will therefore proclaime Thy praise, and keep my promise made for setting forth thy Name. 26 The poore shall eat and be suffic'd, and those that do indeaver To seek the Lord, shall praise his Name; their hearts shall life for ever. 27 All coasts of th'earth shall praise the Lord and turne to him for grace: grace; The heathen folk shall worship him before his blessed face. 28 The kingdome of the heathen folk the Lord shall have therefore: And he shall be their governour, and King for evermore. 29 The rich men of his goodly gifts shall feed and taste also: And in his presence worship him, and bow their knees full low. 30 And all that shall go down to dust, of life by him shall tast: My seed shall serve and praise the Lord, while any world shall last. 31 My seed shall plainely shew to them that shall be borne hereafter His justice and his righteousnesse, and all his works of wonder. Scripture: Psalm 22 Languages: English

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