telling the story ~ abandoned & unknown
Composition version: yes.
lyrics
all alone against the darkened sky
the Lord of life prepares to die
and we don't know him
he came to his own unrecognized
just like coming home, no welcome sign
why didn't we know him
my God, my God
we hear him cry
why have you forsaken me
this cup of wrath
these darkened skies
hell has overtaken me
is this you, blessed teacher
the one I loved, the one I knew
is this you, are these your features
flowing blood from open wounds
my God, my God....
narrative
And then, there He was, nailed to the cross, hanging against a sky that went inexplicably black in the middle of the day, as if creation itself were becoming undone.
And in the midst of it all, that enigmatic cry, quoting an ancient psalm of lament: "My God, My God, why have you forsaken Me?"
The anguish was from the ripped flesh torn by whips, from the nails, from the inability to breathe, but above all, from the abandonment. The banishment He bore made the expulsion of Adam and Eve from the Garden appear trivial in comparison, as in His dying, He was abandoned by God and unrecognized by men.