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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Andrew Peterson
Andrew Peterson
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andrew Peterson
Andrew Peterson
Komponist:in
Aedan Peterson
Aedan Peterson
Komponist:in
Isaac Watts
Isaac Watts
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Asher Peterson
Asher Peterson
Ingenieurassistent:in
Bob Boyd
Bob Boyd
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Shane Wilson
Shane Wilson
Mischtechniker:in
Ben Shive
Ben Shive
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Why has my God my soul forsook?
Nor will a smile afford
Thus David once in anguish spoke
And thus are dying old
[Verse 2]
Oh, it's your chief to light, to dwell
Among your praising sings
And yet you hear us groan as well
And pity our complaints
[Verse 3]
Our fathers trusted in Your name
And great deliverance found
But He's a worm despised of men
Who trod Him to the ground
[Verse 4]
Men shake their heads and pass Him by
And laugh His soul to scorn
In vain He trust in God they cry
Neglected and forlorn
[Verse 5]
But you are here formed His flesh
By your own mighty word
And since He hung upon the breast
His hope was in the Lord
[Verse 6]
Why would His father hide His face
When forced and threatening around
In His dark hour of deep distress
And not a bit profound
[Verse 7]
Why oh why, my God?
Why oh why, my God?
[Verse 8]
For the joy set before Him
He endured
And He's seated at the right hand of the Lord
[Verse 9]
Well done, good and faithful
Well done
Well done, good and faithful one
[Verse 10]
Behold your dear one left among
The cruel and the proud
As mighty bulls so fierce and strong
As lions roaring loud
[Verse 11]
From Earth and hell His sorrows meet
To multiply the pain
They nail His hands, they pierce His feet
And mock Him yet again
[Verse 12]
Yet if Your sovereign hand let loose
The rage of Earth and hell
Why would my heavenly father bruise
The son He loved so well?
[Verse 13]
He prayed in dark Gethsemane
Withhold this biter cup
But He resigned His will to thee
And drank the sorrows up
[Verse 14]
Our Savior cried with David's grief
In groans I waste my breath
The hand has brought me down beneath
The bitter dust of death
[Verse 15]
And then he gave His spirit up
To trust it in your hand
His dying flesh reposed in hope
To rise at your command
[Verse 16]
Why oh why, my God?
Why oh why, my God?
[Verse 17]
For the joy set before Him
He endured
And He's seated at the right hand of the Lord
[Verse 18]
Well done, good and faithful
Well done
Well done, good and faithful
Well done
Well done, good and faithful one
Written by: Aedan Peterson, Andrew Peterson, Isaac Watts
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