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{{Psalm | {{Psalm legend|22|42|2}} | ||
== General Information == | == General Information == | ||
== Settings by composers == | == Settings by composers == | ||
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*[[My God, my God, look upon me (John Blow)|John Blow]] SATB (vv.1-3, English BCP) | *[[Crucifixion (Samuel Babcock)|Samuel Babcock]] STB (Isaac Watts paraphrase, Part 3) | ||
*[[O praise the Lord (William Boyce)| | *[[Lower Falls (Daniel Belknap)|Daniel Belknap]] SATB (vv. 1-2, Isaac Watts' metrical version) | ||
*[[Unsere Väter hofften auf dich, Op. 109, No. 1 (Johannes Brahms)|Johannes Brahms]] SATB.SATB (vv.5-6, German) | *[[My God, my God, look upon me (John Blow)|John Blow]] SATB (vv. 1-3, English BCP) | ||
*[[My God, my God, O tell me why (Benjamin Cooke)|Benjamin Cooke]] SSB (vv.1-6, English, metrical version by James Merrick) | *[[William Boyce]] | ||
**[[O praise the Lord (William Boyce)|''O praise the Lord'']] SATBB or STTBarB (vv. 23-28, English) | |||
**[[All the ends of the world (William Boyce)|''All the ends of the world'']] SATBB (v. 27 only, English) | |||
*[[Unsere Väter hofften auf dich, Op. 109, No. 1 (Johannes Brahms)|Johannes Brahms]] SATB.SATB (vv. 5-6, German) | |||
*[[My God, my God, O tell me why (Benjamin Cooke)|Benjamin Cooke]] SSB (vv. 1-6, English, metrical version by James Merrick) | |||
*[[Deus, Deus meus (Philippe de Monte)|Philippe de Monte]] SAATTB (Latin) | *[[Deus, Deus meus (Philippe de Monte)|Philippe de Monte]] SAATTB (Latin) | ||
*[[Psalm 22 - Deus, Deus meus (Charles H. Giffen)| | *[[Deus, Deus meus respice (Christian Erbach)|Christian Erbach]] SSAATTTB (vv. 2 - 6, Latin) | ||
*[[ | *[[Deus, Deus meus respice a 10 (Andrea Gabrieli)|Andrea Gabrieli]] SSSATTTTBBB (Latin) | ||
*[[Charles H. Giffen]] | |||
**[[Psalm 22 - Deus, Deus meus (Charles H. Giffen)|for Good Friday]] SATB (modern English) | |||
**[[Psalm 22 for Palm Sunday-ABC (Charles H. Giffen)|for Palm Sunday]] SATB (modern English | |||
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*[[O Lord my God (Pelham Humfrey)|Pelham Humfrey]] SATB & ATB verse (vv. 1,14,19,16-18, English BCP) | |||
*[[Tract: Deus, Deus meus (Heinrich Isaac)|Heinrich Isaac]] SATB (vv. 2-9,18-19,22,24,32, Latin) | |||
*[[Crucifixion (Walter Janes)|Walter Janes]] STB (English, Isaac Watts paraphrase, Part 3) | |||
*[[Psalm 22 - Mijn God, mijn God (Paschal de L'Estocart)|Paschal de L'Estocart]] SATB (Dutch) | *[[Psalm 22 - Mijn God, mijn God (Paschal de L'Estocart)|Paschal de L'Estocart]] SATB (Dutch) | ||
*[[Deus meus es tu (Leo non Papa)|Leo non Papa]] SATT (Latin) | *[[Deus meus es tu (Leo non Papa)|Leo non Papa]] SATT (Latin) | ||
*[[Psalm 22 (Markus Partheymüller)|Markus Partheymüller]] TTTBB (Latin) | *[[Psalm 22 (Markus Partheymüller)|Markus Partheymüller]] TTTBB (Latin) | ||
*[[My God, look upon me (John Reynolds)|John Reynolds]] SATB (vv.1-3, English BCP) | *[[Orangeburgh (Amos Pilsbury)|Amos Pilsbury]] SATB (English, Francis Hopkinson paraphrase) | ||
*[[Thus in thy sacred courts will I (Joseph Stephenson)|Joseph Stephenson]] SATB (v.25ff, English, metrical New Version) | *[[O God, my God, wherefore dost Thou (Thomas Ravenscroft)|Thomas Ravenscroft]] SATB (English, metrical Old Version) | ||
*[[My God, look upon me (John Reynolds)|John Reynolds]] SATB (vv. 1-3, English BCP) | |||
*[[Burlington (Nehemiah Shumway)|Nehemiah Shumway]] SATB (English, metrical New Version (adapted)) | |||
*[[Thus in thy sacred courts will I (Joseph Stephenson)|Joseph Stephenson]] SATB (v. 25ff, English, metrical New Version) | |||
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==Text and translations== | ==Text and translations== | ||
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To their admiring heirs his truth | To their admiring heirs his truth | ||
And glorious acts proclaim.}} | And glorious acts proclaim.}} | ||
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===Metrical version by [[James Merrick]]=== | ===Metrical version by [[James Merrick]]=== | ||
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And bid thy righteous acts engage | And bid thy righteous acts engage | ||
The wonder of the future age.}} | The wonder of the future age.}} | ||
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===Paraphrase by [[Francis Hopkinson]], 1767=== | |||
{{Text|English| | |||
1 My God! my God! why leavest thou me, | |||
When I with anguish call on Thee? | |||
Why dost thou me neglect, | |||
And my loud prayer reject? | |||
All day, but all the day in vain, | |||
To Thee, O Lord, do I complain: | |||
All night have I implored | |||
Thy help to me restored. | |||
2 Yet thou, O Lord, art ever just, | |||
Relieving those, who in thee trust; | |||
Therefore shalt Israel raise | |||
To thee, continual Praise: | |||
On Thee our ancestors relied, | |||
And in thy strength their foes divide; | |||
To thee their prayers addressed, | |||
And with success were blessed. | |||
3 Thy sure deliverance, Lord, they found, | |||
When dangers gathered thickest round; | |||
Thine ears their cries received, | |||
And they were soon relieved; | |||
But I, like none of human birth, | |||
Am made the scoffing rabble's mirth; | |||
Even like a reptile base, | |||
They hold me in disgrace. | |||
4 My agonies, the gazing crowd, | |||
Survey with scorn and laughter loud, | |||
They mock while I complain, | |||
And thus my woes disdain: | |||
"He boasted, he was heaven's delight, | |||
Let God relieve his favorite; | |||
Let Him assistance send, | |||
His Servant to defend." | |||
5 But Thou didst from my mother's womb, | |||
Make me a living offspring come; | |||
Thy care thou didst extend, | |||
Me helpless to defend: | |||
My youth Thou didst from danger shield, | |||
And guardian-like protection yield; | |||
In Thee I will confide, | |||
For Thou wert still my guide. | |||
6 Withdraw not then, O God, Most high! | |||
Thy aid, when trouble is so nigh: | |||
Do Thou that help extend, | |||
On which I still depend. | |||
High-pamper'd bulls, a frowning throng, | |||
From Bashan's forest, fierce and strong, | |||
Prepare with growing rage, | |||
Against me to engage. | |||
7 They gape on me, and to my fears, | |||
Each mouth, a yawning grave appears; | |||
Wide open to devour | |||
My soul, when in their power: | |||
The desert lion's savage roar, | |||
Could not increase my horrors more. | |||
In compact close combined, | |||
They have my fall design'd. | |||
8 My joints are racked, and out of frame; | |||
My heart like wax before the flame. | |||
Within my bosom glows; | |||
My blood like water flows: | |||
My strength is parched like potter's clay, | |||
My faltering tongue forgets to play; | |||
My soul all hope resigns, | |||
And to the grave declines. | |||
9 Like bloodhounds, they assembled round, | |||
My harmless hands and feet they wound; | |||
And through my constant pain, | |||
I languish and complain; | |||
That all my bones may well be told; | |||
Yet this as pastime they behold. | |||
And still their pleasure show, | |||
At each increase of woe. | |||
10 As spoil, my garments they divide: | |||
By lots their portions they decide; | |||
Therefore Thy arm extend, | |||
And kind protection send. | |||
From their sharp sword defend Thou me, | |||
And let my life from danger free; | |||
Nor leave my soul overpowered, | |||
By dogs to be devoured. | |||
11 To me, o god! Assistance send, | |||
My life from lions fierce defend; | |||
As once Thy strength prevailed, | |||
When unicorns assailed, | |||
Then to my brethren I’ll proclaim | |||
The triumphs of Thy holy name; | |||
And to the saints repair, | |||
Thy glory to declare. | |||
12 Praise ye the lord in songs divine, | |||
Ye numerous race of Israel’s line; | |||
To him with fervor pray, | |||
And low obeisance pay: | |||
His people he hath ne'er disdained, | |||
Or turned his face when they complained; | |||
But to their humble prayer, | |||
Doth lend a gracious ear. | |||
13 Thus in Thy courts, Thy name I’ll bless, | |||
And in loud songs my thanks express; | |||
And to Thy saints declare, | |||
Thy providential care. | |||
The meek companions of my grief, | |||
Shall at my table find relief; | |||
And all who seek Thy face, | |||
Shall find refreshing grace. | |||
14 Then shall the world their homage pay, | |||
To God, and His commands obey; | |||
His power they shall confess, | |||
And prayers to him address. | |||
From kings submission to receive, | |||
In his supreme prerogative, | |||
Who doth the worlds sustain; | |||
And over all things reign. | |||
15 The rich his bounty must confess, | |||
The poor their generous patron bless; | |||
To him they all resort, | |||
For succor and support: | |||
Then shall a race exalt his name, | |||
And to their heirs his truth proclaim, | |||
Till heaven and earth combined, | |||
Are all to god resigned.}} | |||
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===Metrical Paraphrases by [[Isaac Watts]]=== | |||
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:PART 1. vv. 1-16 (C. M.) | |||
:''The sufferings and death of Christ'' | |||
Why has my God my soul forsook, | |||
Nor will a smile afford? | |||
(Thus David once in anguish spoke, | |||
And thus our dying Lord.) | |||
Though 'tis thy chief delight to dwell | |||
Among thy praising saints, | |||
Yet thou canst hear a groan as well, | |||
And pity our complaints. | |||
Our fathers trusted in thy name, | |||
And great deliverance found; | |||
But I'm a worm, despised of men, | |||
And trodden to the ground. | |||
Shaking the head, they pass me by, | |||
And laugh my soul to scorn; | |||
"In vain he trusts in God," they cry, | |||
"Neglected and forlorn." | |||
But thou art he who formed my flesh | |||
By thine almighty word; | |||
And since I hung upon the breast, | |||
My hope is in the Lord. | |||
Why will my Father hide his face, | |||
When foes stand threatening round, | |||
In the dark hour of deep distress, | |||
And not a helper found?}} | |||
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{{Text|Simple| | |||
Behold thy darling left among | |||
The cruel and the proud, | |||
As bulls of Bashan, fierce and strong, | |||
As lions roaring loud. | |||
From earth and hell my sorrows meet | |||
To multiply the smart; | |||
They nail my hands, they pierce my feet, | |||
And try to vex my heart. | |||
Yet if thy sovereign hand let loose | |||
The rage of earth and hell, | |||
Why will my heav'nly Father bruise | |||
The Son he loves so well? | |||
My God, if possible it be, | |||
Withhold this bitter cup | |||
But I resign my will to thee, | |||
And drink the sorrows up. | |||
My heart dissolves with pangs unknown, | |||
In groans I waste my breath; | |||
Thy heavy hand has brought me down | |||
Low as the dust of death. | |||
Father, I give my spirit up, | |||
And trust it in thy hand; | |||
My dying flesh shall rest in hope, | |||
And rise at thy command.}} | |||
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:PART 2. vv. 20, 21, 27-31 (C. M.) | |||
:''Christ's sufferings and kingdom'' | |||
"Now from the roaring lion's rage, | |||
O Lord, protect thy Son, | |||
Nor leave thy darling to engage | |||
The powers of hell alone." | |||
Thus did our suffering Savior pray, | |||
With mighty cries and tears; | |||
God heard him in that dreadful day, | |||
And chased away his fears. | |||
Great was the victory of his death, | |||
His throne exalted high; | |||
And all the kindreds of the earth | |||
Shall worship or shall die. | |||
A numerous offspring must arise | |||
From his expiring groans; | |||
They shall be reckoned in his eyes | |||
For daughters and for sons. | |||
The meek and humble souls shall see | |||
His table richly spread; | |||
And all that seek the Lord shall be | |||
With joys immortal fed. | |||
The isles shall know the righteousness | |||
Of our incarnate God, | |||
And nations yet unborn profess | |||
Salvation in his blood.}} | |||
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{{Text|Simple| | |||
:PART 3. vv. 1,7-8,12-13,16-18,24-31 (L. M.) | |||
:''Christ's sufferings and exaltation'' | |||
Now let our mournful songs record | |||
The dying sorrows of our Lord, | |||
When he complained in tears and blood, | |||
As one forsaken of his God. | |||
The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, | |||
And shake their heads, and laugh in scorn: | |||
"He rescued others from the grave; | |||
Now let him try himself to save. | |||
"This is the man did once pretend | |||
God was his Father and his Friend; | |||
If God, the blessed, loved him so, | |||
Why doth he fail to help him now?" | |||
Barbarous people! cruel priests! | |||
How they stood round like savage beasts! | |||
Like lions gaping to devour, | |||
When God had left him in their power. | |||
They wound his head, his hands, his feet, | |||
Till streams of blood each other meet; | |||
By lot his garments they divide, | |||
And mock the pangs in which he died. | |||
But God, his Father, heard his cry; | |||
Raised from the dead, he reigns on high, | |||
The nations learn his righteousness, | |||
And humble sinners taste his grace.}} | |||
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Text and translations
Clementine Vulgate (Psalm 21)Latin text1 In finem, pro susceptione matutina. Psalmus David. |
Douay-Rheims Bible (Psalm 21)English translation1 Unto the end, for the morning protection, a psalm for David. |
Church of England 1662 Book of Common PrayerEnglish text1 My God, my God, look upon me; why hast thou forsaken me : and art so far from my health, and from the words of my complaint? |
Káldi fordítás (21. zsoltár)Hungarian translation Végig, a reggeli segélyért, Dávid zsoltára. |
Metrical 'New Version' (Tate/Brady)English textMy God, my God, why leav'st thou me |
Metrical version by James MerrickEnglish textMy God, my God, O tell me why |
Paraphrase by Francis Hopkinson, 1767English text1 My God! my God! why leavest thou me, |
Metrical Paraphrases by Isaac Watts
English text PART 1. vv. 1-16 (C. M.) |
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PART 2. vv. 20, 21, 27-31 (C. M.) |
PART 3. vv. 1,7-8,12-13,16-18,24-31 (L. M.) |