Psalm 22 - My God, why hast thou forsaken me? (Andy Marshall)

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  • (Posted 2020-02-09)  CPDL #56998:       
Editor: Andy Marshall (submitted 2020-02-09).   Score information: A4, 6 pages, 92 kB   Copyright: CC BY
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General Information

Title: Psalm 22 - My God, Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?
Composer: Andy Marshall
Lyricist: King Davidcreate page

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB (and some splitting)
Genre: SacredAnglican chant

Language: English
Instruments: Organ

First published: 2020
Description: Beginning with a simple anglican chant style, but changing with each verse to reflect the drama of the words. Psalm 22 is usually used in Lent. The organ is therefore optional. Do let me know if you are going to perform it! (andymarshall.oxford@gmail.com)

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Original text and translations

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1 (To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David.) My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
2 O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
3 But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
4 Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
5 They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
6 But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
8 He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
9 But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.
10 I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother's belly.
11 Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.
12 Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
13 They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15 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.
16 For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.
18 They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
19 But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.
21 Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.
22 I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.