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Let go the whore of Babilon. |
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Let go the whore of Babilon.
Let go the whore of Babilon,
her kyngdome falleth sore
her marchauntes begyne to make theyr mone
the Lorde be praysed therfore.
Theyr ware is naught/it wyll not be bought
great falsheed is foūde therin
let go the whore of Babilon
the mother of al synne.
her kyngdome falleth sore
her marchauntes begyne to make theyr mone
the Lorde be praysed therfore.
Theyr ware is naught/it wyll not be bought
lvii
let go the whore of Babilon
the mother of al synne.
No man wyll drynke her wyne any more
The poyson is come to lyghte
That maketh her marchauntes to wepe so sore
The blynde haue gotten theyr syghte
for now we se/gods grace frelye
In Christ offred vs so fayre
Let go the whore of Babilon
And bye nomore her ware.
The poyson is come to lyghte
That maketh her marchauntes to wepe so sore
The blynde haue gotten theyr syghte
for now we se/gods grace frelye
In Christ offred vs so fayre
Let go the whore of Babilon
And bye nomore her ware.
Of Christen bloude so moch she shed
That she was dronken withall
But now Gods worde hath broken her head
And she hath gotten a fall
God hath raysed/some men in dede
To vtter her great wickednesse
Let go the whore of babilon
And her vngodlynesse.
That she was dronken withall
But now Gods worde hath broken her head
And she hath gotten a fall
God hath raysed/some men in dede
To vtter her great wickednesse
Let go the whore of babilon
And her vngodlynesse.
[lvii]
ye ypocrites what can ye saye?
wo be vnto you all
ye haue begyled vs many a daye
Heretikes ye dyd vs call
For louynge the worde/of Christ the Lorde
whom ye do alwaye resiste
Let go the whore of Babilon
That rydeth vpon the beast.
wo be vnto you all
ye haue begyled vs many a daye
Heretikes ye dyd vs call
For louynge the worde/of Christ the Lorde
whom ye do alwaye resiste
Let go the whore of Babilon
That rydeth vpon the beast.
ye proude and cruell Egipcians
That dyd vs so great wronge
The lorde hath sent vs delyueraunce
Thoughe ye haue troubled vs longe
youre Pharao/with other mo
Is drowned in the reed see
Let go the whore of Babilon
with her captiuite.
That dyd vs so great wronge
The lorde hath sent vs delyueraunce
Thoughe ye haue troubled vs longe
youre Pharao/with other mo
Is drowned in the reed see
Let go the whore of Babilon
with her captiuite.
ye Cananites ye enemyes all
Though ye were many in dede
yet hath the lorde geuen you a fall
And vs delyuered
Euen in youre londe/do we now stonde
Oure lorde god hath brought vs in
Let go the whore of Babilon
And fle from all her synne.
Though ye were many in dede
yet hath the lorde geuen you a fall
And vs delyuered
Euen in youre londe/do we now stonde
Oure lorde god hath brought vs in
Let go the whore of Babilon
And fle from all her synne.
Dagon Dagon that false ydoll
The Philistines god
which hath deceaued many a soule
In soch honoure he stode
But now the lorde/with his swete worde
Hath broken hym downe before the Ark
Let go the whore of Babilon
And forsake the beestes marke.
The Philistines god
which hath deceaued many a soule
In soch honoure he stode
But now the lorde/with his swete worde
Hath broken hym downe before the Ark
Let go the whore of Babilon
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Balaam Balaam thou false prophet
Thou hast cursed vs ryght sore
yet in to a blessynge hath god turned it
No thanke to the therfore
For thy belye/thou woldest lye
Though god make the to saye the loth
Let go the whore of Babilon
And turne you to the trueth.
Thou hast cursed vs ryght sore
yet in to a blessynge hath god turned it
No thanke to the therfore
For thy belye/thou woldest lye
Though god make the to saye the loth
Let go the whore of Babilon
And turne you to the trueth.
Thy god be praysed o Daniel
For his goodnesse so great
The gredy prestes of the Idoll Bel
were wonte to moche to eate
And that priuely/no man dyd se
But now the kynge hath spied theyr cast
Let go the whore of Babilon
For Bell is destroyed at the last.
For his goodnesse so great
The gredy prestes of the Idoll Bel
were wonte to moche to eate
And that priuely/no man dyd se
But now the kynge hath spied theyr cast
Let go the whore of Babilon
For Bell is destroyed at the last.
O glorious god full of mercye
we thanke the euermore
Thou hast shewed vs thy verite
Thy name be praysed therfore
For thy swete worde/O gracious lorde
Let vs be euer thankfull to the
And sende the whore of Babilon
In to captiuite.
we thanke the euermore
Thou hast shewed vs thy verite
Thy name be praysed therfore
For thy swete worde/O gracious lorde
Let vs be euer thankfull to the
And sende the whore of Babilon
In to captiuite.
Reioyse with me thou heauen aboue
And ye Apostles all
Be glad ye people for Christes loue
That the whore hath gotten a fall
Be thankfull now I requyre you
Amende youre lyues whyle ye haue space
Let go the whore of Babilon
And thanke god of his grace.
And ye Apostles all
Be glad ye people for Christes loue
That the whore hath gotten a fall
Be thankfull now I requyre you
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Let go the whore of Babilon
And thanke god of his grace.
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