Eloi Eloi

Jesus of Nazareth, nailed to the cross
Covered in blood, his face remained
His serene face like a divine angel
Crown of thorns that the people gave him

Eloi, eloi, lama sabacthani, he cried out to
the Father, the divine Jesus
The good Redeemer cried out again, without
strength, yet the Master expired

The ingratitude was not spoken of
That the people had done without compassion
They gave him vinegar, Jesus refused
Feeling the agony of death and pain

Eloi, eloi, lama sabacthani, he cried out to
the Father, the divine Jesus
The good Redeemer cried out again
Without strength, yet the Master expired

The light turned to darkness, the earth trembled
Dying on the cross, the son of God
The veil of separation was torn
Showing grace, peace, and forgiveness

Eloi, eloi, lama sabacthani, he cried out to
the Father, the divine Jesus
The good Redeemer cried out again, without
strength, yet the Master expired