MY GOD! MY GOD!
Why have You forsaken Me?
Why must I hang here alone?
We walked before in holy light
So why this banishment from
sight?
MY GOD! MY GOD!
The crushing blow of death is near
The weight of sin has torn My heart
I
am a worm! Hell cries my shame!
The curse I bear is Satan’s
blame.
MY GOD! MY GOD!
The mocking crowd around Me sneer
While gaping wounds pour out My blood
Yet if your wrath for sin is
paid
Redemption's plan for man is made.
MY GOD! MY GOD!
The Victor's shout will soon be
heard
The serpent’s head will then
be crushed
So out of death when I arise
A ransomed Bride will be the
prize!
--b.
pent
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