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April 12, 2026
Christ In The Psalms
Psalm 22:1, 2 — Forsaken!
Psalm 22:1-2
To the choirmaster: according to The Doe of the Dawn. A Psalm of David.
“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning?
O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer,
and by night, but I find no rest.”
“Christ, as man lying under the curse of the law for us, was really deserted and forsaken for a time, in regard of all sensible consolation: for it behoved him to bear the wrath, or effects of wrath, due to our sins really, so far as might satisfy for us, and relieve us from wrath.” (C. Ash quoting David Dickson)
Psalm 22:1-2 — forsaken! The first of three “sensible” laments. We must admit how incomprehensible this is. For the second Person of the Trinity to be “forsaken” by God the Father. We should struggle to make sense of this “assault of sense” as Christophe Ash calls it. The words are severe — “forsaken” means to break the covenant relationship with the Almighty; “far from me” portrays a distant God; “words of my groaning” and “you do not answer” pictures the dereliction Christ faced on the cross. We so conveniently say that this was his “human nature” under the curse and wrath of God due to carrying our sins, but this is one man, one person, one entity suffering like no other. This is love beyond compare!
Song for Today —
“And can it be that I should gain
An int'rest in the Savior's blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain?
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! how can it be
That Thou, my God, should die for me?
Refrain:
Amazing love! how can it be
That Thou, my God, should die for me!
2 'Tis mystery all! Th'Immortal dies!
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine!
'Tis mercy all! let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more. [Refrain]
3 He left His Father's throne above,
So free, so infinite His grace;
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam's helpless race;
'Tis mercy all, immense and free;
For, O my God, it found out me. [Refrain]
4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay
Fast bound in sin and nature's night;
Thine eye diffused a quick'ning ray,
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free;
I rose, went forth and followed Thee. [Refrain]
5 No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him is mine!
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th'eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own. [Refrain]
(Charles Wesley, 1738)


