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The Hymnes and Songs of the Chvrch

Diuided into two parts. The first part comprehends the Canonicall Hymnes, and such parcels of Holy Scripture, as may properly be sung, with some other ancient Songs and Creeds. The second part consists of Spirituall Songs, appropriated to the seuerall Times and Occasions obserueable in the Church of England. Translated and Composed by G. VV. [i.e. George Wither]

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SONG XXVIII. Lament. 5.
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SONG XXVIII. Lament. 5.

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Sing this as the 5 Song.

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Oh minde thou Lord, our sad distresse;
Behold and thinke on our reproach.
Our houses, Strangers doe possesse;
And on our heritage encroch.
Our Mothers, for their husbands grieue;
And of our fathers rob'd are we,
Yea, money we compel'd to giue,
For our owne wood and water be.

2

In persecution we remaine,
Where endlesse labour tire vs doth.
And we to serue for bread, are faine
To Egypt, and to Ashur both.
Our fathers er'd; and being gone,

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The burthen of their sinne we beare.
Eu'n Slaues, the rule o're vs haue won;
And none to set vs free is there.

3

For bread, our liues we hazard, in
The perills which the Desarts threat.
And, like an Ouen is our skin,
Both soil'd, and parch't, for want of meat,
In Sion, Wiues defiled were,
Deflowred were their Virgins young,
(Through Iudah's Cities eu'ry where)
And Princes by their hands were hung.

4

Her Elders disrespected stood:
Her Young-men they for grinding tooke:
Her Children fell beneath the wood;
And Magistrats the Gate forsooke.
Their Musicke, Young-men haue forborne
Reioycing in their hearts is none:
To mourning doth our dauncing turne:
And from our head the Crowne is gone.

5

Alas, that euer we did sinne!
For, therefore feeles our heart these cares:
For that our eies haue dimmed bin;
And thus the hill of Sion fares.
Such desolation there is seene,
That now the Foxes play thereon:
But thou for euer, Lord, hast beene;
And without ending is thy Throne.

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6

Oh, why are we forgotten thus?
So long time wherefore absent art?
Conuert thy selfe, oh LORD, to vs;
And we to thee shall soone conuart.
Renew, oh LORD, those Ages past,
In which thy fauour we haue seene,
For, we extreamely are debas'd,
And bitter hath thine anger beene.