The teares or lamentations of a sorrowfull Soule Set foorth by Sir William Leighton |
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4. The fourth part of the second lamentation.
The repentant in humility reasoneth with God that sith that the Lord threatneth sorrowes to those that seeke to other Gods, that he would be pleased to mittigate his afflictions, and to romoue his heauie hand, because he poore man onely flyeth to the Lord as his chiefe rocke and fortresse whereon he may safely build.
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How long O Lord, how long wilt thouforget me & how long shall I:
Seeke to be hard and know not how,
to make thee listen to my cry.
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How long shall I thy councell seeke,yet ignorant what course to take:
I pray to thee, O Lord most meeke,
with sighes & groanes which neuer slake
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My heart with griefe and heauines,pow'rs forth complaints continually:
Before thee in my great distresse,
yet inward light obtaine not I.
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That lighten should my pensiue souleand comfort mine afflicted heart:
Thy wrath with rigour doth controule,
my forward hopes and causeth smart
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Thou threatnest sorrowes to increaseto such as seeke to other Gods:
Why should not then my torments cease
that child-like feare, thy awfull rods.
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Sith I in thee my faith repone,why should I then true wisdome want
It being sought from thee alone,
why doest thou then refuse to grant.
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Thou did'st create all men at first,and do'st preserue, & all maintaine:
Thy sunne doth shine on best & worst,
the same to all thou do'st remaine.
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But sith to thee alone I kneele,and onely, vnto thee doe call:
O let me Lord thy mercies feele,
and let thy dropps of mercie fall.
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With thee there is redemption,and thou deliuerest all that trust:
In Christ for their saluation,
by whom the sinfull are made iust.
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Thou keep'st thē safe vnder thy wingsof fauour, from the mercilesse:
Thy fauour giueth all good things,
to thine elect in their distresse.
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O therefore be my rocke whereon,I may both safely build and rest:
Castle of refuge, Arke alone,
in which I am in safetie blest.
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For thou hast promi'st in thy loue,that they that put their trust in thee:
Like Syons mount which doth not moue
shall safely stand eternally.
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Breake thou the chaines which haue me ty'de,remoue the sorrowes from my heart:
Wherewith Lord all my vaines are dry'd
and I am parcht in euery part.
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That I walking at libertie.with a free spr'ite may salue my sore:
My hope may liue, and crosses die,
and I sing praise to thee therefore.
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And let my foes no more preuaile,that Lyon-like doe me destroy:
And like to Wolues they me assaile.
that spoile the sheep, the shepheards ioy
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O carry me, Lord in thine armes,throughout thiese miseries cleane away
And safely keepe me from all harmes,
that now sticke fast in mire & clay.
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Let no vntimely suddaine fate,cut off my daies er'e fully spent:
Or raging floudes sincke mine estate,
nor swallow me incontinent.
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But rather Lord returne them backe,these swelling waues that roare & rage
On euery side to worke me wracke,
their gusts & tempests, Lord asswage
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Let me passe on my mortall course,and finish thiese my daies of life:
Of thy meere loue and kind remorse,
in peace and loue, from hate and strife.
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