My God,
My God, why
have you forsaken
me?

The cries rise
up, surely, You hear,
each day,
your children,
howling to you
but, what
has changed, my
Lord? The
plight of the few,
has become, the
scourge, of the
many?

Your justice
reaches to the
heavens, your
mercy fills the
skies, surely,
You will deliver us,
and on that day,
may all the people
stand and
say,
He has done it!

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