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The songs of The Old Testament, Translated into English Measures

preseruing the Naturall Phrase and genuine Sense of the holy Text: and with as little circumlocution as in most prose Translations. To euery Song is added a new and easie Tvne, and a short Prologue also, deliuering the effect and Vse thereof, for the profit of vnlearned Readers. By George Wither

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Hezekiahs song of Thanksgiuing.
  
  
  

Hezekiahs song of Thanksgiuing.

Esay 38. 10.


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The Song.
When I suppos'd my dayes were at an end,
Thus speaking to my selfe, I made my moane:
Now to the gates of Hell I must descend,
And all the remnant of my yeares be gone,

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The Lord (ah mee) the Lord I cry'd
Where now the liuing be,
Nor man that doth on earth abide,
Shall I for euer see.
As the remouing of a Shepherds tent,
Or as a Weauer cuts his webbe away,
My dwelling so; yea, so my age was spent,
And so my sicknesse did my life decay;
Each day, ere night should end the same
My death expected I,
And euery night ere morning came,
I did suppose to dye:
For he so Lyon-like my bones did breake,
That I my life accounted scarce a day;
A noyse I did like Cranes or Swallowes make,
And at the Turtle I lamenting lay;
My fainting eyes I vpward cast,
And thus my moane did makes;

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Oh, I extreamely am opprest,
For me, LORD vndertake.
What shall I say? his word to me he gaue,
And as he promis'd, he performed it;
For which, I will not whil'st that life I haue,
Those bitter passions of my soule forget:
But all that after me suruiue,
Yea all that liue, shall know,
How thou my spirit didst reuiue,
And health on me bestow.
Vpon my peace, did bitter sorrowes come,
But in the loue which to my soule thou hast,
The all-consuming graue thou keptst me from,
And my offences all behind thee cast.
For neither can the graue, nor death,
Or praise or honour thee,
Nor are they hopefull of thy truth
That once entombed be.
Oh, he that liues; that liues as I doe now,
Eu'n he it is that shall thy praise declare;
Thy Truth the father to his seede shall show,
And how, oh LORD, thou me hast dain'd to spare,
And in thy house (for this) will we,
(Oh LORD throughout our dayes)
On instruments that stringed be,
Sing songs vnto thy praise.