RANDAMWILL Music 2026
ATW1018 Bitter Cry SATB and Piano A haunting new melody to a deeply personal passion poem by John Ellerton, “Throned Upon the Awful Tree” (1875). The new title points to the climax of the piece, Jesus’ painful outburst to the Father on the cross, “Why have You forsaken Me?” Designed for Good Friday observances.
LYRICS Throned upon the awful tree, King of grief, I walk with Thee. Darkness veils Your anguished face; none its lines of woe can trace. None can tell what pangs unknown hold You silent and alone. Silent through those three dread hours, wrestling with the evil pow’rs, Left alone with human sin, gloom around You and within, Till the appointed time is nigh, till the Lamb of God may die. Hark, that cry that peals aloud upward through the whelming cloud! You, the Father’s only Son, You, God’ own Anointed One, Asking God, how can it be, “Why have You forsaken Me?” Lord, should fear and anguish roll darkly o’er my sinful soul, You, as one thus once bereft that Your own might ne’er be left, Teach me by that bitter cry in the gloom to know You nigh.
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Video provided courtesy of Forest Hills Baptist Church Nashville, TN
$2.65 each 10 copy minimum
RANDAMWILL Music 2026
ATW1018 Bitter Cry SATB and Piano A haunting new melody to a deeply personal passion poem by John Ellerton, “Throned Upon the Awful Tree” (1875). The new title points to the climax of the piece, Jesus’ painful outburst to the Father on the cross, “Why have You forsaken Me?” Designed for Good Friday observances.
LYRICS Throned upon the awful tree, King of grief, I walk with Thee. Darkness veils Your anguished face; none its lines of woe can trace. None can tell what pangs unknown hold You silent and alone. Silent through those three dread hours, wrestling with the evil pow’rs, Left alone with human sin, gloom around You and within, Till the appointed time is nigh, till the Lamb of God may die. Hark, that cry that peals aloud upward through the whelming cloud! You, the Father’s only Son, You, God’ own Anointed One, Asking God, how can it be, “Why have You forsaken Me?” Lord, should fear and anguish roll darkly o’er my sinful soul, You, as one thus once bereft that Your own might ne’er be left, Teach me by that bitter cry in the gloom to know You nigh.
Video provided courtesy of Forest Hills Baptist Church Nashville, TN
PREVIEW
$2.65 each 10 copy minimum