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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THE Song of Deborah and Barak.
Iudges 5.
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The Song.
Then sang Deborah, and Barak the sonne of Abinoam on that day, saying:
Sing praises to the Lord
That Isre'l to acquite,
The people of their owne accord
Went forth vnto the fight:
You Kings giue eare, you Princes heare,
I to the Lord will raise
My voyce aloud, and sing to God
The Lord of Isr'ell prayse.
That Isre'l to acquite,
The people of their owne accord
Went forth vnto the fight:
You Kings giue eare, you Princes heare,
I to the Lord will raise
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The Lord of Isr'ell prayse.
LORD, when thou wentst from Seir,
When thou lef'st Edom field;
Earth shooke, and heauen dropped there,
The Clouds did water yeeld,
LORD, at thy sight a trembling fright,
Vpon the Mountaines fell:
And at thy looke, Mount Sinai shooke,
LORD God of Jsrael.
When thou lef'st Edom field;
Earth shooke, and heauen dropped there,
The Clouds did water yeeld,
LORD, at thy sight a trembling fright,
Vpon the Mountaines fell:
And at thy looke, Mount Sinai shooke,
LORD God of Jsrael.
Erewhile in Shamghar's dayes,
Old Anah's valiant sonne,
And late in Jaels time, the wayes
Frequented were of none;
The passengers were wanderers
In crooked pathes vnknowne;
And none durst dwell, through Jsrael
But in a walled towne.
Old Anah's valiant sonne,
And late in Jaels time, the wayes
Frequented were of none;
The passengers were wanderers
In crooked pathes vnknowne;
And none durst dwell, through Jsrael
But in a walled towne.
Vntill I Deborah 'rose.
I rose a mother here
In Jsr'el, when new Gods they chose
That fil'd their gates with warre.
And they had there nor shield nor speare,
In their possession then;
To arme for fight, one Israelite,
'Mong forty thousand men.
I rose a mother here
In Jsr'el, when new Gods they chose
That fil'd their gates with warre.
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In their possession then;
To arme for fight, one Israelite,
'Mong forty thousand men.
My hearts affection, set
On Israels Leaders is;
Who with the willing people met,
Oh praise the LORD for this.
Sing all of yee, who vsed be,
To ride on Asles gray:
All you that yet in Middin sit,
Or trauaile by the way.
On Israels Leaders is;
Who with the willing people met,
Oh praise the LORD for this.
Sing all of yee, who vsed be,
To ride on Asles gray:
All you that yet in Middin sit,
Or trauaile by the way.
Where they their water drew,
Those places being cleare
From noyse of Archers; Let them shew
The LORD's vprightnes there.
Through Jsrael all, the hamlets shall
His righteousnesse record:
And downe vnto the gates shall goe,
The people of the LORD.
Those places being cleare
From noyse of Archers; Let them shew
The LORD's vprightnes there.
Through Jsrael all, the hamlets shall
His righteousnesse record:
And downe vnto the gates shall goe,
The people of the LORD.
Rise Deborah, arise,
Rise, rise, and sing a song,
Abinoams sonne, oh Barak rise;
Thy Captiues lead along.
By him made thrall, their Princes all,
To the Suruiuer be,
To triumph on the mightie one;
The LORD vouchsafed me.
Rise, rise, and sing a song,
Abinoams sonne, oh Barak rise;
Thy Captiues lead along.
By him made thrall, their Princes all,
To the Suruiuer be,
To triumph on the mightie one;
The LORD vouchsafed me.
A root from Ephraim,
Gainst Amaleck arose,
And of the people next to him,
The Beniamites were those.
From Machir, where good leaders are,
Came well experienc't men:
And they came downe from Zabulon
That handle well the penne.
Gainst Amaleck arose,
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The Beniamites were those.
From Machir, where good leaders are,
Came well experienc't men:
And they came downe from Zabulon
That handle well the penne.
With Deborah did goe
The Lords of Isachar,
Eu'n Isachar; and Barak to,
Was one among them there;
Who forth was sent, and downe he went,
On foote the lower way.
In Ruben there, diuisions were,
Great thoughts of heart had they.
The Lords of Isachar,
Eu'n Isachar; and Barak to,
Was one among them there;
Who forth was sent, and downe he went,
On foote the lower way.
In Ruben there, diuisions were,
Great thoughts of heart had they.
The bleating flockes to heare
Oh wherefore didst thou stay?
In Ruben there diuisions were,
Great thoughts of heart had they.
And why did they of Gilead stay,
On Iordan's other side?
Or what was than, the reason Dan,
Did in his Tents abide?
Oh wherefore didst thou stay?
In Ruben there diuisions were,
Great thoughts of heart had they.
And why did they of Gilead stay,
On Iordan's other side?
Or what was than, the reason Dan,
Did in his Tents abide?
Among his harbours nigh
The sea, there Asher lay;
But Zabulon, nor Nepthali.
Did keepe themselues away:
These people are, who fearelesse dare
Their liues to death expose;
And would not yeeld the hilly-field,
Yet Kings did them oppose.
The sea, there Asher lay;
But Zabulon, nor Nepthali.
Did keepe themselues away:
These people are, who fearelesse dare
Their liues to death expose;
And would not yeeld the hilly-field,
Yet Kings did them oppose.
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The Cananitish Kings,
At Tana'ch sought that day,
Close by Megiddoes water springs;
Yet bore no prize away.
The Starres from out the heauens fought,
Gainst Sisera they stroue:
They in their course, and some with force,
Away brooke Kishon droue;
At Tana'ch sought that day,
Close by Megiddoes water springs;
Yet bore no prize away.
The Starres from out the heauens fought,
Gainst Sisera they stroue:
They in their course, and some with force,
Away brooke Kishon droue;
Old Kishon, that was long
A famous Torrent knowne.
Oh thou my soule, oh thou the strong
Hast brauely trodden downe!
Their horses by their prauncing high,
Their broken hoofes did wound;
Those of the strong, that kickt and flung,
And fiercely beat the ground.
A famous Torrent knowne.
Oh thou my soule, oh thou the strong
Hast brauely trodden downe!
Their horses by their prauncing high,
Their broken hoofes did wound;
Those of the strong, that kickt and flung,
And fiercely beat the ground.
A curse on Meroz lay,
Curst let her dwellers be;
The Angell of the LORD, doth say,
Extreamely curse it yee
The cause of this accursing is,
They came not to the fight,
To helpe the LORD, to help the LORD,
Against the men of might.
Curst let her dwellers be;
The Angell of the LORD, doth say,
Extreamely curse it yee
The cause of this accursing is,
They came not to the fight,
To helpe the LORD, to help the LORD,
Against the men of might.
But Iael, Hebers Spouse,
The Konite, blest be she,
More then all women more then those,
That vse in Tents to be.
To him doth she, giue milks when he
Doth but for water wish:
She butter fets, and forth it sets
Vpon a Lordly dish.
The Konite, blest be she,
More then all women more then those,
That vse in Tents to be.
To him doth she, giue milks when he
Doth but for water wish:
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Vpon a Lordly dish.
Her left hand reacht a Nayle,
A workmans hammer streight
Her right hand takes, and therewithall,
She Sisera doth smite.
His head she tooke, when she had strooke
His pierced temples through;
He fell withall, and in the fall,
Hee at her feete did bow.
A workmans hammer streight
Her right hand takes, and therewithall,
She Sisera doth smite.
His head she tooke, when she had strooke
His pierced temples through;
He fell withall, and in the fall,
Hee at her feete did bow.
He at her feete did bow,
Whom falling life forsooke;
And Sisera his mother now,
Doth from her window looke.
Thus cries she at the lattice grate,
Why staies his Charr'ot so,
Returning home? oh wherefore come,
His Charr'ot wheeles so slowe?
Whom falling life forsooke;
And Sisera his mother now,
Doth from her window looke.
Thus cries she at the lattice grate,
Why staies his Charr'ot so,
Returning home? oh wherefore come,
His Charr'ot wheeles so slowe?
There-with her Ladies wise,
To her an answere gaue;
Yea, to her selfe, her selfe replies,
Sure sped, saith she, they haue.
And all this while, they part the spoile;
A damzell one or twaie
Each homeward beares, and Sisera shares,
A particolour'd pray.
To her an answere gaue;
Yea, to her selfe, her selfe replies,
Sure sped, saith she, they haue.
And all this while, they part the spoile;
A damzell one or twaie
Each homeward beares, and Sisera shares,
A particolour'd pray.
A pray discolour'd trimme,
And wrought with paintings rare:
Wrought through; and for the necke of him
That taketh spoiles to weare.
So LORD, still so, thy foes ore'throw,
But who in thee delight,
Oh let them be, Sunne-like, when he
Ascendeth in his might.
And wrought with paintings rare:
Wrought through; and for the necke of him
That taketh spoiles to weare.
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But who in thee delight,
Oh let them be, Sunne-like, when he
Ascendeth in his might.
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