Abimelech an oratorio. As it is performed at the theatre-royal in Covent-Garden [by Christopher Smart]. The Music by Mr. Arnold |
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AIR.
Not with more joy in Mamre's field,
Didst thou God's angels e'er receive,
Or greater signs of homage yield,
To them that came with Lot's reprieve—
All but the bending of the knee,
As thou to them, am I to thee.
Didst thou God's angels e'er receive,
Or greater signs of homage yield,
To them that came with Lot's reprieve—
All but the bending of the knee,
As thou to them, am I to thee.
My servants are the slaves of thine,
Each vying who should wait thee first;
'Tis well with all thy flocks and kine,
Thy goodly camels know no thirst,
For hospitality we hold
As royal as our crown of gold.
Each vying who should wait thee first;
'Tis well with all thy flocks and kine,
Thy goodly camels know no thirst,
For hospitality we hold
As royal as our crown of gold.
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