Death of a Son Songtext
von Michael Card

Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?
Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?

Why are you so far from saving me?
So far from the words of my groaning?
By night and by day I cry out in pain
So, why do You not answer?

Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One
In You our fathers trusted
They cried out to You and were saved
They were never disappointed


I am a worm, no longer a man
Lama sabachthani?
They have pierced my feet and hands
Lama sabachthani?

I looked for comforters, but found none
Oh, how could You forsake me?
Oh, my Strength, come quickly, come
Come now, oh Lord, and save me

For You would never despise or disdain
The suffering of the afflicted
In the congregation I will proclaim
That from the grave You lifted me

In the miry depths I sink
Lama sabachthani?
They gave me vinegar to drink
Lama sabachthani?