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O Lord my God, why hast thou forsaken me, | O Lord my God, why hast thou forsaken me, | ||
and art so far from my health and from the words of my complaint? | and art so far from my health and from the words of my complaint? | ||
I am poured out out, | I am poured out out, like water, | ||
all my bones are out of joint, | all my bones are out of joint, | ||
my heart also in the midst of my body, | my heart also in the midst of my body, | ||
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- CPDL #22048:
- Editor: Tim Risher (submitted 2010-08-02). Score information: Letter, 14 pages, 291 kB Copyright: CC BY NC
- Edition notes: The continuo part has been realised in a simple fashion, I leave it up to the performer to embellish. William Boyce has altered several harmonies, removing some of the more unusual chromatic notes (alas)!
General Information
Title: O Lord My God
Composer: Pelham Humfrey
Arranger: William Boyce
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Anthem
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
Published:
Description: This is the O Lord my God by Pelham Humfrey, but in a truncated version by William Boyce (1711-1779). Boyce also altered chords and filled out harmonies, as well as to update the work to the fashion of his own day.
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Original text and translations
English text
Verse:
O Lord my God, why hast thou forsaken me,
and art so far from my health and from the words of my complaint?
I am poured out out, like water,
all my bones are out of joint,
my heart also in the midst of my body,
is ev'n like melting wax.
Chorus:
But be not thou far from me O Lord,
thou art my succour, haste thee to help me.
Verse:
For many dogs are come about me,
and the counsel of the wicked lay'th siege against me.
They pierc'd my hands and my feet; I may tell all my bones,
They stand staring and looking upon me,
they part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
Chorus:
But be not thou far from me O Lord,
thou art my succour, haste thee to help me.