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The Sufferings and Death of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #41 (1786) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ First Line: Why has my God my soul forsook Lyrics: 1 Why has my God my soul forsook, Nor will a smile afford? (Thus David once in anguish spoke, And thus our dying Lord.) 2 Though ’tis thy chief delight to dwell Among thy praising saints, Yet thou canst hear a groan as well, And pity our complaints. 3 Our fathers trusted in thy name, And great deliverance found: But I’m a worm, despis'd of men, And trodden to the ground. 4 With shaking head they pass me by, And laugh my soul to scorn; In vain he trusts in God, they cry, Neglected and forlorn. 5 But thou art he, who form'd my flesh, By thine Almighty word; And since I hung upon the breast My hope is in the Lord. 6 Why will my father hide his face When foes stand threatening round In the dark hour of deep distress, And not an helper found? Pause. 7 Behold thy darling left among The cruel and the proud, By foes encompass'd fierce and strong, As lions roaring loud. 8 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. 9 Yet if thy sovereign hand let loose The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heavenly Father bruise The son he loves so well? 10 My God, if possible it be, With-hold this bitter cup; But I resign my will to thee, And drink the sorrows up. 11 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. 12 Father, I give my spirit up, And trust it in thy hand; My dying flesh shall rest in hope, And rise at thy command. Scripture: Psalm 22:1-16 Languages: English

The Sufferings and Death of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #41 (1790) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ First Line: Why has my God my soul forsook Lyrics: 1 Why has my God my soul forsook, Nor will a smile afford? (Thus David once in anguish spoke, And thus our dying Lord.) 2 Though ’tis thy chief delight to dwell Among thy praising saints, Yet thou canst hear a groan as well, And pity our complaints. 3 Our fathers trusted in thy name, And great deliverance found: But I’m a worm, despis'd of men, And trodden to the ground. 4 With shaking head they pass me by, And laugh my soul to scorn: In vain he trusts in God, they cry, Neglected and forlorn. 5 But thou art he, who form'd my flesh, By thine Almighty word; And since I hung upon the breast My hope is in the Lord. 6 Why will my father hide his face When foes stand threatening round In the dark hour of deep distress, And not an helper found? Pause. 7 Behold thy darling left among The cruel and the proud, By foes encompass'd fierce and strong, As lions roaring loud. 8 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. 9 Yet if thy sovereign hand let loose The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heavenly Father bruise The son he loves so well? 10 My God, if possible it be, With-hold this bitter cup; But I resign my will to thee, And drink the sorrows up. 11 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. 12 Father, I give my spirit up, And trust it in thy hand; My dying flesh shall rest in hope, And rise at thy command. Scripture: Psalm 22:1-16 Languages: English

The Sufferings and Death of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #45b (1786) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ First Line: Why has my God my soul forsook Lyrics: 1 Why has my God my soul forsook, Nor will a smile afford? (Thus David once in anguish spoke, And thus our dying Lord.) 2 Though ’tis thy chief delight to dwell Among thy praising saints, Yet thou canst hear a groan as well, And pity our complaints. 3 Our fathers trusted in thy name, And great deliverance found; But I’m a worm, despis'd of men, And trodden to the ground. 4 With shaking head they pass me by, And laugh my soul to scorn; In vain he trusts in God, they cry, Neglected and forlorn." 5 But thou art he, who form'd my flesh, By thine almighty word; And since I hung upon the breast My hope is in the Lord. 6 Why will my father hide his face When foes stand threatening round In the dark hour of deep distress, And not an helper found? Pause. 7 Behold thy darling left among The cruel and the proud, By foes encompass'd fierce and strong, As lions roaring loud. 8 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. 9 Yet if thy sovereign hand let loose The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heavenly Father bruise The son he loves so well? 10 My God, if possible it be, With-hold this bitter cup; But I resign my will to thee, And drink the sorrows up. 11 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. 12 Father, I give my spirit up, And trust it in thy hand; My dying flesh shall rest in hope, And rise at thy command. Scripture: Psalm 22:1-16 Languages: English

The Sufferings and Death of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #45b (1787) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ First Line: Why has my God my soul forsook Lyrics: 1 Why has my God my soul forsook, Nor will a smile afford? (Thus David once in anguish spoke, And thus our dying Lord.) 2 Though ’tis thy chief delight to dwell Among thy praising saints, Yet thou canst hear a groan as well, And pity our complaints. 3 Our fathers trusted in thy name, And great deliverance found; But I’m a worm, despis'd of men, And trodden to the ground. 4 With shaking head they pass me by, And laugh my soul to scorn; In vain he trusts in God, they cry, Neglected and forlorn. 5 But thou art he, who form'd my flesh, By thine almighty word; And since I hung upon the breast My hope is in the Lord. 6 Why will my father hide his face When foes stand threatening round In the dark hour of deep distress, And not an helper found? Pause. 7 Behold thy darling left among The cruel and the proud, By foes encompass'd fierce and strong, As lions roaring loud. 8 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. 9 Yet if thy sovereign hand let loose The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heavenly Father bruise The son he loves so well? 10 My God, if possible it be, With-hold this bitter cup; But I resign my will to thee, And drink the sorrows up. 11 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. 12 Father, I give my spirit up, And trust it in thy hand; My dying flesh shall rest in hope, And rise at thy command. Scripture: Psalm 22:1-16 Languages: English

Christ's Sufferings and Exaltation

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #43 (1786) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ First Line: Now let our mournful songs record Lyrics: 1 Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. 2 The Jews behold him thus forlorn, And shake their heads and laugh in scorn; "He rescued others from the grave; "Now let him try himself to save. 3 "This is the man did once pretend "God was his father and his friend; "If God the blessed lov'd him so, "Why doth he fail to help him now?" 4 Oh savage people! cruel priests! How they stood round like raging beasts; Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left him in their power. 5 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. 6 But God his father heard his cry; Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. Scripture: Psalm 22 Languages: English

Christ's Sufferings and Exaltation

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #43 (1790) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ First Line: Now let our mournful songs record Lyrics: 1 Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. 2 The Jews behold him thus forlorn, And shake their heads and laugh in scorn; "He rescued others from the grave; "Now let him try himself to save. 3 "This is the man did once pretend "God was his father and his friend; "If God the blessed lov'd him so, "Why doth he fail to help him now? 4 Oh savage people! cruel priests! How they stood round like raging beasts; Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left him in their power. 5 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. 6 But God his father heard his cry; Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. Scripture: Psalm 22 Languages: English

Christ's Sufferings and Exaltation

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #47b (1786) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ First Line: Now let our mournful songs record Lyrics: 1 Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. 2 The Jews behold him thus forlorn, And shake their heads and laugh in scorn; "He rescued others from the grave; "Now let him try himself to save. 3 "This is the man did once pretend "God was his father and his friend; "If God the blessed lov'd him so, "Why doth he fail to help him now? 4 Oh savage people! cruel priests! How they stood round like raging beasts; Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left him in their power. 5 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. 6 But God his father heard his cry; Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. Scripture: Psalm 22 Languages: English

Christ's Sufferings and Exaltation

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #47b (1787) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ First Line: Now let our mournful songs record Lyrics: 1 Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. 2 The Jews behold him thus forlorn, And shake their heads and laugh in scorn; "He rescued others from the grave; "Now let him try himself to save. 3 "This is the man did once pretend "God was his father and his friend; "If God the blessed lov'd him so, "Why doth he fail to help him now? 4 Oh savage people! cruel priests! How they stood round like raging beasts; Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left him in their power. 5 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. 6 But God his father heard his cry; Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. Scripture: Psalm 22 Languages: English

Now from the roaring lion's rage

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #42 (1790) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ Lyrics: 1 "Now from the roaring lion's rage, "O Lord, protect thy Son, "Nor leave thy darling to engage "The powers of hell alone." 2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray With mighty cries and tears, God heard him in that dreadful day, And chas'd away his fears. 3 Great was the victory of his death His throne exalted high; And all the kindreds of the earth Shall worship or shall die. 4 A numerous offspring must arise From his expiring groans; They shall be reckon'd in his eyes For daughters and for sons. 5 The meek and humble souls shall see His table richly spread; And all that seek the Lord shall be With joys immortal fed. 6 The isles shall know the righteousness Of our incarnate God, And nations yet unborn profess Salvation in his blood. Scripture: Psalm 22:20-21 Languages: English

Now from the roaring lion's rage

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #42 (1786) Topics: Death and sufferings of Christ; Death and sufferings of Christ Lyrics: 1 "Now from the roaring lion's rage, "O Lord, protect thy Son, "Nor leave thy darling to engage "The poweers of hell alone." 2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray With mighty cries and tears, God heard him in that dreadful day, And chas'd away his fears. 3 Great was the victory of his death His throne exalted high; And all the kindreds of the earth Shall worship or shall die. 4 A numerous offspring must arise From his expiring groans; They shall be reckon'd in his eyes For daughters and for sons. 5 The meek and humble souls shall see His table richly spread; And all that seek the Lord shall be With joys immortal fed. 6 The isles shall know the righteousness Of our incarnate God, And nations yet unborn profess Salvation in his blood. Scripture: Psalm 22:20-21 Languages: English