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
And you our fathers trusted
They cried out to you and were saved
They were never disappointed
I am a worm and no longer a man
Lama Sabachthani
They have pierced my feet and hands
Lama Sabachthani
I look for comforters but found none
Oh how could you forsake me?
Oh my strength come quickly come
Come now O Lord and save me
For you would never despise or distain
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
Lama Sabachthani
Майкл Кард - Смерть Сына(Псалом 22\69)
(Бог Мой! Бог Мой! Для чего же ты оставил меня!!!)
Элои! Элои! Лама Савахфани?
Элои! Элои! Лама Савахфани?
Для чего Ты так далек, от спасения моего?!
Так далек от слов стенания моего!?
Ночь и день я вопию в боли
Почему же Ты не отвечаешь?
Но Ты восседаешь на престоле, Ты Свят!
Но Тебя отцы наши надеялись.
Они взывали к Тебе и были спасаемы!
Они никогда не разочаровывались!
Я червь. Я уже не человек...
Лама Савахфани!...
Они пронзили руки и ноги мои!
Лама Савахфани...
Я ищу того,кто утешил бы...но нет никого...
О! Как же ты мог оставить меня?!!
О, Сила моя! Приди скорее, приди!!
Приди скорее, о, Боже! Спаси меня!
Ведь ты никогда не отвернешься с презрением
От страданий угнетенных!
И в собрании великом я провозглашу
Что из могилы ты поднял меня!
В глубокую трясине я тону!
Лама Савахфани...
Они дали мне уксус в жажде моей!
Лама Савахфани...
Лама Савахфани...
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
And you our fathers trusted
They cried out to you and were saved
They were never disappointed
I am a worm and no longer a man
Lama Sabachthani
They have pierced my feet and hands
Lama Sabachthani
I look for comforters but found none
Oh how could you forsake me?
Oh my strength come quickly come
Come now O Lord and save me
For you would never despise or distain
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
Lama Sabachthani
Michael Card - The death of the Son ( Psalm 22 \ 69)
( My God ! My God , why have you forsaken me !)
Eloi ! Eloi ! Lama sabachthani ?
Eloi ! Eloi ! Lama sabachthani ?
Why hast thou so far from helping me ?
So far from the words of my groaning ? ?
Night and day I cry aloud in pain
Why do not you answer?
But you sit on a throne , you're a saint !
But Thee our fathers hoped.
They cried unto thee , and were delivered !
They have never been disappointed !
I am the worm . I'm not a man ...
Lama sabachthani ! ...
They pierced my hands and my feet !
Lama sabachthani ...
I'm looking for someone who would have comforted ... but no one ...
Oh! How could you leave me ? !
Oh, my strength ! Come soon , come !
Come soon , oh, my God ! Save me !
After all, you never turn away with contempt
The suffering of the oppressed !
And in the great congregation: I will proclaim
That from the grave you lifted me up !
In deep quagmire I'm drowning !
Lama sabachthani ...
They gave me vinegar to my thirst !
Lama sabachthani ...
Lama sabachthani ...
