The Artist Bible: Easter Minta

My God, My God Oh, why have you forsaken me? And why are you so far from saving me? I cry out by day You do not answer I cry out by night and am not silent Oh, be not far from me Be not far from me My God, My God Oh, why have you forsaken me? And why are you so far from saving me? I cry out by day You do not answer I cry out by night and am not silent Oh, be not far from me Be not far from me Be not far from me Be not far from me Poured out like water My bones out of joint My heart turned to wax and melted within me My strength has dried up A cracked piece of clay My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth As you lay me down As you lay me down In the dust of my death