My God, my God! Why hast thou forsaken Me?
Be not far from Me, for trouble is near
For bulls have surrounded Me, they open wide their mouths at Me
I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of joint
My heart is like wax, melted within Me
Dogs have surrounded Me, and nailed my hands and feet
I can count every one of my bones, they look and curse and stare at Me
Mary, why do you weep? For now you see its Me
I`ve risen from the dead; the others shall come and see
God gave me the victory over satan and this world
I hold the keys to death and hell, proclaim my name to all the world