✟ Forsaken ✟

/*************/ /* Today is Good Friday, a day to remember the sacrifice, passion, and death of Our Lord Jesus Christ. Take a moment to read Psalm 21 (Psalm 22 in most Protestant Bibles), and don’t miss this opportunity to reflect on and give thanks for this great mystery. */ /****************/ [instrumental] [instrumental] [ technical fingerstyle] [ technical fingerstyle] [INTRO] "Eli, Eli, lama sabactâni!" My God, my God, where have You gone? Why are You silent when I cry so long? By day I call, You do not reply By night I plead beneath a hollow sky Yet You are holy, dwelling high above The praise of Israel, their cry, their trust Our fathers leaned on You and found relief But I am crushed beneath my disbelief [Chorus] I am broken, I am bruised Scorned and mocked, alone, accused They say, “Let God come set him free— If He delights in such as he” But You have known me from the womb Don’t leave me now inside this tomb I’m surrounded by the beasts of wrath Mouths like lions in my path My bones are shaking, heart melts like flame Tongue like clay, and none to name They pierce my hands, they bind my feet My garments gambled in the street They stare with joy at my decay Oh Lord, my Help, don’t stay away [Chorus] I am broken, I am bruised Scorned and mocked, alone, accused But still I whisper through the pain— “You are my God, call me again” Save me now from beasts and flame From sword and claw, and death, and shame [Bridge] Yet I will speak Your name aloud Among my brothers in the crowd For You have heard the desperate song And to the poor, You still belong All who seek will find their bread The humbled hearts, the souls unfed And nations all will bow and say: “The Lord is King, the Lord will stay” [Outro] So let them tell what You have done To unborn hearts yet to become A people born will rise and sing: “Behold, behold, the Risen King” [END]