daughter of Zion he poured out his fury like fire Verse 5. The Lord was an enemy he hath swallowed up Israel he hath swallowed up al her palaces he hath destroyed his strong holds hath inâ—reased in the daughter of Iudamourning lamentation Verse 6. And he hath violently taken away his Tabernacle as if it were of a garden he hath destroyed his places of the assembly the Lord hath caused the solemn Feasts Sabbaths to be forgotten in Zion and hath despised in the indignation of his anger the King and the priest Verse 7. The Lord hath cast off his Altarâ— he hath abhorred his Sanctuary he hath given up into the hand of the enemy the walls of her palaces they have made a noyse in the house of the Lord as in the day of a solemne feast Verse 8. The Lord hath purpased to destroy the wall of the daughter of Zâ—on he hath stretched out a line the hath not withdrawne his hand from destroying therefore he made the rampart and the wall to laâ—ent they languished together Verse 9. Her gates â—re sunle into the ground he hath destroyed and brolen her barres her King and her Princes are among the Gentiles the lawis no more her Prophets also fiâ—d no vâ—sion from the Lord. Verse 10. The elders of the daughter of Zion sit upon the ground and leepsilence they have cast up dust upon their beads hey have girded themselveâ— with sacloloâ—th the virgins of Ierusalem hang down their heads to the ground Verse 11. Mine eyes do faile with tears my bowâ—s are troubled my liver is so â—râ—d â—pâ—n the earth for the destruction of the daughter of my people because the children the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city Verse 12. They say to their mothers Where is corn and wâ—n when they swâ—ned as the wounded in the sireets of the city when their settle was powâ—red out into their mothers bâ—some Verse 13. What thing shall I take to witnesse for thee what thing shal I liken to thee O daughter of Ierusalem what shall I equall to thee thâ—â— I may comfort thee O virgin daughter of Zion for thy breach is great like the Seaâ— who can heal thee Verse 14. Thy Prophets have seene vaine aâ—d fâ—olish things for thee and they have not discovered thine iniquity to turne away thy captivity but have seen for thee fase burdens and causes of banishment Verse 15. All that passe by clap their hands at thee â—â—y visse and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem saying Is this the City that men call the perfection of beauty the jay of the whole earth Verse 16. All thine enemies have opened their mouth against thee they hisse and gnash the teath they say We have swallowed her up certainely this is the day that we looked for wee have found we have seenâ—t Verse 17. The Lord hath done that which he had devised bee hath fulsâ—â—e his wâ—â—d that he had commanded in the dayes of old hee hath throwne downe and hath not pitied and he hath caused thine enemy to rejoyce over thee he hath set up the horne of thine adversaries Verse 18. Their heart cryed unto the Lord O waâ—l of the daughter of Zion let teares run downe like a river day and night give thy selfe no rest let not the apple of thine eyes cease Verse 19. Arise cry out in the night in the beginning â—f the watches ponâ—râ— out thine heart like water before the face of the Lord lift up thine hands toward him for the life of thy young children that faint for hunger in the top of every street Verse 20. Behold O Lord and coâ—sider to whom thou hastâ—d me this shall the women eat their fruit and children of aspan long shall the Priest and the Prophet be slaine in the Sanctuary of the Lord. Verse 21. The young and the old lie on the ground in the streets my virgins and my young men are fallen by the sword thou hast slaine them in the day of thy anger thou hast killed and not pitied Verse 22. Thou hast called as in a solemne day by terrours round about so that in the day of the Lords anger none escaped nor remained those that I have swadled brought up hath mine enemy consumed CHAP. III. Verse 1. I Am (s) I the that of christ A man of sorrowes ordeâ—quaiâ—ted with griefe Esay 53 the son of sorrowes who have seen Afflictions Center and sore schoold have been Under Gods stinging red Verse 2. From lightsom walks I am brought to sullen darknesse obscure vaults Depriv'd of joyes of all eye-cheering light Verse 3. Surely ' gainst me God turns himselfe to fight Under his heavy hand I daily groane Verse 4. My wrizzeld skin neighbours too neer the bone My wrinkled face and flesh my age belie Crowne old with griefe not years My bones do lie Scatteâ—d and broken Verse 5. He has built a wall ' Gainst me my ease is paine my sweets are gall Verse 6. Cles'd up in cells of darknesse am I laid Like those whom death long since hath prisoners made Verse 7. When I would scape crosse to my hopes I finde An high thorn (r) I will bedge up her 〈◊〉 with thornes and make a wall that she shall not finde her pathes Hosea 3.6 hedge where with the Lord dab binde And keep me in Verse 8. A heavy chaine I beare Then doe I cry and shout but where 's Gods care He shuts out all my prayers Verse 9. Stops up my way With hewen stones yea all my pathes that lay So straight are crooked made Verse 10. Like hungry Bear Or (u) Thou huntest me as a fierce Lion Job 10.16 greedy Lion lurking close to teare And seise upon some prey he watcht for me Verse 11. I walke in uncouth pathes compell'd to flee Peece-meale heâ—ent me tore me in his hate Then leaves me to my selfe most desolate Verse 12. With (w) He hath taken me by the necke and â—â—ken me to peeces he hath set me up for his marke Job 16.12 full bent bow he aimes at me too Sets me for marke nor doth he misse the white Verse 13. O how his arrowes doe increase my paines Fixing their Iron teeth even in my reines Verse 14. To all my people I am made (x) Fio repente fabula ludibrium chriosae sum tabernae cantio Buchâ—nanus I became aproverbe unto them I was phesong of the drunkards Psal 69.11 12. a scorne And subject of their songs whiles I doe mourne They rime all day upon me Verse 15. Drunken sots Would practise temperance at my wormwood pots And bitter cups which I have drunke so sore As staggering full now I can beare no more Verse 16. Even as with gravell stones my teeth are broke I 'am roll'd in ashes choakt with dust and smoake Verse 17. Thou hast divorc'd a lovely-linked paiâ—e My soule and peace my prosperous dayes to faire Are quite remov'd drow'nd in oblivion Verse 18. That I am forc'd to
Author BEyond all doubt it is that Jeremy was the Author of this Booke He was the penne in the hand of the Holy Ghost by which this Booke was written Of all the Books in Scripture this about the Author falls under the least question Cassanae in Caral glor mund The Ienes call the Book Echa from the first word Quomodo as the French it is thought call their Salique Law from the two first words Si aliqua The Hebrew Doctors and Rabbins call it Cinoth that is Lamentations Of the Greeks it is called Threnoi because the matter of it is Lamentable the name of it is suitable Lamentations The Iews use to read this Scripture by the prescription of their Rabbins Pet. a figueiro in Lam. Jer. in Ca. 1. the 9. day of July or the moneth Ab in their Synagogues because that day Israel fell Ierusalem and the Temple were burnt In the Greek and the Roman Bibles the Booke begins with this proeme added to it And it came to passe after Israel was carried into Captivity and Ierusalem was laid desart that the Prophet Jeremy sate and lamented with this Lamentation over Ierusalem and said How doth c. Some thinke this Booke not to be a single one of it selfe but a part of Jeremies large Prophesies and to goâ— on with it Junius and Tremelius thinke it to be the Booke of Lamentations made at Josiahâ— funerall 2 Chron. 35. Now whether there were two Bookes of Lamentations will fall under question Sure it is that much of the Iewes misery came hasting on after Josiahs death so as the sorrow for him turned into a proverbiall of great mourning Zach. 12 10 or the mourning of Hadadrimmon 3. But for that it should be the Booke that underwent the penknife and the martyrdome of fire by Jehojakim Jer 36. needs not far to be sought after seeing there was much matter of prediction here onely of deploration It remains to conclude that it contains as a bottle Jeremies tears wherewith he bewasles the wretched estate of the Iewes and Ierusalem writing an Epitaph upon that dying City whose misery he saw begun at Josiahs death and foresaw her great desolation instant and imminent yea pressing fast onward under Zedekiah in War Famine crâ—ell Tyranny and all evils within the predicament of misery and prevailing enemies By this writing he acts Lamentation confession of sinne appeale to Gods mercy deprecates judgement layes open Gods just wrath Israels unjust wayes thereby both exciting his owne people and giving an example and a lesson to all people to learne how to repent and turne to God when he in his judgement is turned against them He being a Prophet it not onely stayes at that destruction by Babylonians under Zedekiah and Jehoiachin Jer. 52. but withall fore-tells fore-sces and fore-bewailes Ierusalem and Iewes deeper downefall by Titus and the Romans The Lamentations of the Prophet IEREMIE Metrically Meraphrased CHAP. I. Verse 1. COme see and wonder how great Zion sits In sad alonenesse lately her fair streets were fill'd with populous throngs Now none wil woo Poor forlorn Widow none make love unto her (a) Cat me soelicemtoties jactastiâ— amici Qui ceeidit Rabilinon erâ—â— ille gradu Boetide consoâ—◠〈…〉 How had she all Nations knees her ears were blest her With name of Princesse servant now at best Verse 2. Sad day's oft eas'd by night when as kind sleep Stops up tears Bottle but her sorrows keep Their watry course both with the Moon and Sun Her Cheeks are water Chanels where floods run Her eyes no standing Ponds but flowing Springs (b) 〈…〉 â—â—vers have forgotten thee they seek thee not for I have wounded thâ—â— wiâ—k 〈…〉 30.14 Yet no friend visits no Lover comfort brings Once many a name and face of loving friends Now low estate begins their friendship ends Disloy all love's soon chang'd from amity Verse 3. By adverse state to perverse enmitie Judah is stript of all her Soveraignty And captive led in great servility Amongst the Heathenish routs this holy flock Doth lead a restlesse life with Pagan folk In vain heart wishes to escape hope waits The enemies have caught her in such straits Verse 4. The wayes to Zion crowded with holy guests Which yearly came to keep her solemn feasts Pathwayes and gates now languishing lament Because few feet there tread none them frequent The Priests are prodigall of sighs and moan Depris'd of holy Office Virgins groan Deeply afflicted Zion knowes no lesse Herself in gulphed in great bitternesse Verse 5 Beyond all this her enemies doe command Shee must obey they have the upper hand Her sins this scourge to the Lords hand did reach When the Word 's rejected then the Rod shall teach Hee many sius these many sorrowes bred For this her children now are Captive led Verse 6. That face of beauty which Zion did renowne Like all her blisse is gone uncomely growne As stragling Harts her Princes are become Wandring for food being pasture-pincht at home The strong pursuers doe them strengthlesse drive ' Cainst powerfull force poor weaknesse cannot strive Verse 7. But O that misery (c) O that I were as in moneths past as in the dayes when god preserved me when I washed my steps with 〈…〉 and the rockes powred me out rivers of oyle Iob 29.2 6. Memoria foelicitatis ptaeteritae heâ—â—◠〈◊〉 â—â—ire infaelititat once to have happy been Torments the memory of Jerusalem Of sorrowes children this is eldest sonne To say of former joyes those dayes are done Her quondam pleasures she recounts full sad In deep affliction which before she had Till th' inundation of her enemies power Which hath her land selfe people all run o're Help none appeares Her enemies seeing it mock Yea her blest Sabbaths are their laughing stock Verse 8. Deeply she sin'd therefore she deeply smarts And Vagrant-like wanders in forraine parts They that had waxen knees in signe of honour Rowing doe now despise cry fie upon her Because they see her nakednesse with scorne They thinke to cloath her She as one forlorne Drawes out her soule in sighes her face she hides Verse 9. In her fonle skirts pollution much abides Wherefore from high thus low she did descend Because she quite forgot her latter end No Comforter appeares O Lord behold My miseries swelling tide whiles enemies bold Lift up themselves in pride Verse 10. They make their prey All her delights which hand can snatch away Nay Lord thy Sanctuary that holy place Which all unhallowed feet of Heathen race Thou didst inhibit to enter these she sees Pollute that sacred pavement which bow'd knees Of worshipping Saints did kisse Verse 11. See what rate bears One little loaf of bread when sighes and tears Of th' people cannot buy it For pittance small Of meat which might the flitting soule recall To fainting body one day more to live Their costliest jewelrie they doe freely give My piteous case consider Lord meane while See how
vile Verse 12. Is it nothing to you all ye that passe by behold and see if there be any sorrow like to my sorrow which is done unto me wherewith the Lord hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce wrath Verse 13. From above hath he sent fire into my bones and it prevaileth against them be hath spread a net for my feet he hath turned me backe he hath made me desolate and faint all the day Verse 14. The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand â—â— they are wreathed come up upon my necke he hath made my strength to fall the Lord hath delivered me into their hands from whom I shall not be able to rise up Verse 15. The Lord hath trâ—dden under foâ—â— all my mith men in the mad lest 〈◊〉 the hath called an assembly against me 〈◊〉 crush my 〈…〉 The Lord 〈◊〉 〈…〉 righter of 〈…〉 Verse 16. 〈…〉 with 〈…〉 that shou 〈…〉 far from me 〈◊〉 children are desolate bee 〈◊〉 the enemy yâ—evâ—nled Verse 17. Zion sâ—ea leth forth her hands there is name to comfore her the Lord hath commanded concerning Iacob that his adversaries shâ—uld be round about him Ierusalem is as a menstruous woman among them Verse 18. The Lord is righteous for I have rebelled against his commandement heare I pray you all people and behold my sorrow my virginis and my young men are gone into captivity Verse 19. I called for my lovers but they deceived me my Priests and mine Elders gave up the ghost in the city while they sought their meat to relieve their soules Verse 20. Behold O Lord for 〈◊〉 I in distresse my bowels are troubled mine heart is turned within me for I have grievously rebelled abroad the sword hereâ—â— veth at home there is death Verse 21. They have heard that I sigh there is none to comfort me all mine enemiâ—s have heard of my trouble they are glad that thou hast done it thou will bring the day that thou hast called and they shall be like unâ—â— me Verse 22. Let all their wickednesse come before thee and doe unto them as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions for my sighs are many and my heart it faint CHAP. II. Verse 1. WIth what a duskie cloak of foggie cloud Is Zion clad which doth her glory shroud And tenebâ—ize her beames The angry Lord Hath kickt her down from Heaven as one abhor'd Shee now lies soyl'd in dust whom once right well Each tongue did stile the Beauty of Israel In wrath he doth forget and cleane forsake His goodly (h) The Arke of the covenant is called gods footstoole 1 chron 28 2 Psalme 132 7 It is called his drength and his glory Psalme 78 61 footstoole He doth riddance make Verse 2. Of Jacobs stock which issued from him They are â—wallowed up without all pitying Judahs strong holds he hath battered to ground Defil'd their kingdome and their King discrown'd Verse 3. His peoples flourishing (i) Whatsoever is strong and high and excollent it is called an horne in Scripture It is drawne from â—easts whose hornes are theiâ— strength and are their ornament Horne of David Psalme 132 Horne of salvation Luke 1 69 horne on high set up In anger is all broke asunder cut His strong right hand of nations so well knowne For Israels onely help is now withdrawne Round about Jacob his fiery fury burnes Like raging flame it all to ashes turnes Verse 4. The Lord as man of war his bow hath bent Whence never frustrate arrow yet was sent Zions most excellent ones joy to the eye Once to behold them now in dust doe lie Brought downe and slaine by his most mighty hand Whose wrath like fire is powrâ—d out on the Land Verse 5. Israels palaces forts are all destroy'd Quite swallow'd up so much as erc she joy'd Shee sorrowes now Poore Judahs common song Are mournfull Threnes and Lamentation Verse 6. He hath remov'd his Tabernacle thence With violent hand the lands securest fence Now it s a hedglesse garden Empty voyd Are places of assemblies lately cloy'd And surfetting with throngs so many guests Did come to celebrate her holy Feasts These Sabbaths * Malè isti populo accidit ubi Sabbatha Sabbathum habent Levit 26 43 solemne dayes are now forgot Both Kings and Priests are ceas'd whose holy lot Was Altar-service these despis'd are gone Remov'd by God in indignation Verse 7. The Altar is cast off and Sanctuary Abhor'd the palaces given to th' enemy When (k) qui non audiunt attente concionem verbi Dei sonantem coguntut audire militem bombarbâ tonantem Tarnovius in locum pious soules on solemne dayes before In the Lords house did meet for to adore They gave an heavenly sound in Psalmes and praise There now alas the roaring enemies raise An impious heathenish â—oyse like that for sound But not for sense oâ— harmony To the ground Verse 8. Zions faire walls must fall the Lord hath past His purpose for it Yea his line is cast And stretch't upon 't his hand he doth not turne From utter ruine He hath taught to (l) Ier 14 2 See Ioel 1 10 12 Where when the field is wasted the land mourneth mourne The walls and ramparts as if they had sense To tune sad ditties for foes violence Verse 9. Both gates bars are broke and sunk in ground Yea all her Kings and Princes wander round The Gentiles Countrey Holy Law 's no more (m) Dicunt Rabbini prophetia neque inter tristitiam ne que inter pigritiam habitat prophetia cessat tempore persecutiones exilii Moses Maimonid in more Nevochin Prophets want visions which they had before Verse 10. Zions grave Elders (n) Manner of mourners to cover their heads with dust ashes as it were confessing they are not worthy to live and worthy to be laid in the graves and have dust thrownâ—on them on the earth are laid And earth is laid on them for every head Is crown'd with ashes dust all silent sad â—ackcloth is th' only Robe wherewith they are clad Jerusalems virgins ripe with griefe and feares Walk with down hanging heads like ripened eares Verse 11. O eyes your welsprings fail and watry store My troubled bowels within are panged sore My (o) He cleaveth my reiâ—es asunder and doth not spare hee powreth cut my gall upon the ground Iob 16.13 If I enter into the city then behold them that are sick with â— amine Ieâ— 14 1â— liver as liquor is powr'd out on the earth Because so great a famine murderous dearth Doth on the daughter of my people lie The silly sucklings famisht faint and die In every street their little corps lie spread Verse 12. They cry upon their mothers give us bread We pine we perish who will our hunger stay One drop of wine to queneh our thirst we pray Poore babes in vaine do cry and pule and crave Whiles mothers want to give what they would have
say my hope is gone Yea perisht from the Lord all strength extinct Verse 19. Whiles I remember how I lie fast linkt In sore affliction and to minde recall My daily draughts of wormewood and of gall Verse 20. This I remember and for this my soule Is deeply humbled Verse 21 Yea my heart doth roll And busied seekes what sins doe cause my woe I le not despaire for humble hopes doe grow Verse 22. O the large sea of mercies in the Lord We merit the edge he strikes with back of sword 〈◊〉 (y) Quicquid citra infernum est uitrameritum est his transcendent grace which knows no end 〈◊〉 for our sins he doth not vengeance send 〈◊〉 altâ—erly destroy O mercies rare 〈◊〉 spare not sinning God doth smiting pare Verse 23. So oft as Sun doth every morning rise 〈◊〉 mercâ—es are pâ—esented to our eyes 〈◊〉 faithfull is our God in truth and loveâ— Verse 24. My (z) My lot is falne in a faire place I 〈◊〉 a goodly herit age Psal 16.6 soule hath chosen thee O Lord above Whiles others seeke for wealth ease honours store â—ord thou art my portion I desire no more Therefore I le hope in him in lowest state Verse 25. For God is good to all that on him waite Verse 26. 'T is a good thing and piece of rarest Art 〈◊〉 darne to waite on God with patient heart 〈◊〉 with soule-calming hopes to rest possest â—â—ill Gods saving health be manifest Verse 27. 'T is good our shoulders be inur'd betime 〈◊〉 beare Gods yoke even in our youthly prime â—arly acquaintance with Gods scourging hand â—â—â—â—ns his servants makes them understand Verse 28. He sits alone with silence bolts his lips 〈◊〉 bursting out into impatient sits 〈◊〉 why such burthens he has borne before Verse 29. Therefore he 's (a) The godly in afflictions ponit in pulvereos suum as 〈◊〉 but the ungodly ponit in coelum os suum Psal 73.9 silent hopes God wil restore Verse 30. Unto the smiting hand he gives his cheeke 〈◊〉 filled with reproaches doth not seeke â—ny revenge Verse 31. This comfort he doth gather 〈◊〉 may correct but casts not off for ever Verse 32. For some short time his Saints are tried with grief 〈◊〉 then Gods tender heart beyond beliefe 〈◊〉 ravells with paine deliverance to send 〈◊〉 endlesse mercy seekes our miseries end Verse 33. Oh how (b) Deus non maestitia afficit ex â—â—orde sâ—e non ex animo Tremel Jun. unwillingly doth our gracious God 〈◊〉 forth his hand to take sins smarting rod â—o scourge rebellious men Verse 34 He hates that might Which â—reades downe thralled captives under feet Verse 35. He doth adhorre unjust oppressione all When greatnesse brib'd causes right causes fall Verse 36. Against all such he sets his hand and heart Who doe the poore in rightfull cause subvert Verse 37 What are mens words decrees but wind sand Things onely come to passe by Gods command Verse 38. What punishing evill or what pleasing good Meet we withall which comes not all from God Both come at his decree Verse 39. O men moâ—â— vaine Why dâ—e ye murmure or at all complaine No bitter draughts vex us without within Which first we did not brew and tunne in sin Verse 40. Let us then in ou sufferings search and try What sins in heart or life doe cherisht lie Verse 41. Turning to God with lift up hands heart Praying the Father in heaven to ease our smart Verse 42. We Lord have sinn'd with great rebellion Thou scourgest us with sharp correction Thou spar'st us not Verse 43. But in thy angry mood Thou smitest â—â—yest coverest us with bloud Yea thou excâ—udest pity Verse 44. When our prayers Are climb'd up to the top of heavenly staires Hoping by this ascent to finde thy grace Then dost thou not asient but hid'st thy face Masked with angers cloud O miseâ—ies masse When our poor prayers to Gods eare may not passe Verse 45. We 〈◊〉 counted base by vilest raffe of men Refuse and rubbish is our best esâ—eeme Verse 46. Our eâ—emies all have opd their mouth as large Venting reproaches with a full discharge Verse 47. Where is our safety here feare there a snare Woes and astations our best neighbours are Verse 48. Mine (c) Oh that my head were waters and mine eyes afountaine of teares that I might weepe 〈◊〉 and night for the slaine of the daughter of my people Jer. 9.1 eyes are full with briny-streaming tears Because my peoples judgement beats mine cares Verse 49. Mine eyes gutter my cheekes I never cease Nor intermit my moane for Zions case Verse 50. Untill from heaven the Lord cast piteous eye Upon my people in their misery Verse 51. Mine heart affects mine eyes mine eyes my heart 〈◊〉 in this wretched consort know their part 〈◊〉 daughters of my City to deplore Verse 52. Like (d) At when one doth hunt a Partridge in the mountaines 1 Sam. 26.20 Psal 11.1 Fly aâ—◠〈◊〉 to your mountaine weake-wing'd bird so am I chased 〈◊〉 my fierce foes and guiltlesse without crime 〈◊〉 â—â—wk for harmlesse dove the clouds doth climbe Verse 53. I lie in dungeons bottome as one dead With ponderous pressing stones upon me laid 〈◊〉 strangle hopes of life Verse 54. I 'am drown'd gone 〈◊〉 plenty (e) Great afflictions are commonly compared to great waters and waâ—â—â— flands Psal 42.7 Psal 69.1 2. Psal 124.4 5. of waters have my head o're-flowne Which made me say Lord thou hast done enough How am I perisht I am quite cut off Verse 55. Yet in the dungeon deep Lord I did pray â—nd call'd upon thy name Verse 56. Turne not away â—â—ine eare from my sad sighes deep-breathed cries know thou heard'st me O let comfort rise Verse 57. Yea Lord I gather hopes for when I prayed â—hou didst draw neere and say be not affraid Verse 58. The causes of my soul thou hast pleaded well â—nd hast redeem'd my life from lowest Hell Verse 59. O Lord thou knowest my wrongs injuries 〈◊〉 and up for me and judge mine enemies Verse 60. I doe appeale for witnesse to thine eyes â—ho saw their busie thoughts alwayes deviseâ— â—â—ngeance and malice Verse 61. (f) Thou hast knowne my reproach and my 〈◊〉 and my dishonour all mine adversaries are before thee Psal 69 19 Their reproaches al â—â—ine eares have heard which they on me let fall Verse 62. What their curst lips did vent who ' gainst me rose 〈◊〉 plots their hearts invent O Lord thou knows â—hold their sitting downe for to conspire 〈◊〉 rifing up to act what they desire 〈◊〉 their musicke their best dish at feasts â—â—on my broken head to breake some jests â—â—ey call on minstrels when they merry be â—â—â—'s heare the Song of Zions misery â—â—rusalems last good night That pleasant stroke 〈◊〉 enemies sorrowes will our sorrowes choke Verse 64. Render to them O Lord a recompence According to their deeds and bad intents Verse
equity right and wrong Aiding weake poore against oppressors strong Now all the seaâ—ts are empty no furr'd gowne Or scarlet robe lifts up right cause cast downe The sportfull youth which made the streets resound With (y) A signe of de solation it is when in a city there is heard no voyce of harpers musicians or pipers Rev. 〈◊〉 musick now lament all mirth is drown'd Never a merry twang of harp or lute Is heard the stroke of sorrow strikes all mute Verse 15. Our hearts and joy break off acquaintance all Our dance is done to mâ—uâ—ning now we fall Verse 16. The (z) The glory and excellency of a people is somâ—ties called cornu somtimes coronâ— Prov. 49 Esay 28. 〈◊〉 Ezek. 16.12 Phil. 4 1. 1 Thes 2 19. erowne of glory which adorn'd our head Is falne and with it all our glory fled Woe woe to us whose sins create this crosse Of miseries highest gaine joyes dâ—â—pest losse Verse 17. For this â—ur heart is faint this dims our eye Weeping and waiting long for remedy Verse 18. Alas poore Zion who can spare his eyes Seeing how desâ—late thy mâ—untaine lies Where best of men frequented now the beasts And â—avening (a) A desolate place is called a habitation for foxes Psal 63.10 becauâ—â— they and other beasts that are hunted doe not ordinaâ—ily haunt places where men doe frequently live 〈◊〉 converse Foxes make their dens and nests Verse 19. Such is the fickle state of humane things Compos'd of mutables where each day brings Exchanging passages of joy and sorrow This dayes successe excesse of griefe to morrow But Lord thou dost remaine the same for ever (b) I am the Lord I change not therefore ye sons of Iacob are not consumed Mal 3 6 Immutable and changelesse altogether Thou hast a stable kingdome steddy throne Lasting beyond last generation Verse 20. Why dost thou Lord shut up thy gates of love For ever Shall we never once more prove Thy truth and goodnesse Canst thou so forsake Us like to strangers and no notice take Verse 21. Return O (c) 〈◊〉 nob is tihi nos Deus ô converte preeamur Make us glad according to the dayes wherein thou hast 〈◊〉 flicted us and the yeares wherein we have seen evill psal 90 15 Lord turn our hearts to thee And thine to us so shall we turned be Renew those dayes of peace we had before O let thy grace thy servants now restore Verse 22. But O our dying hopes thy vengefull wrath Quite casts us off Lord make us live by faith Verse 1. REmember O Lord what is come upon us consider and behold our reproach Verse 2. Our inheritance is turned unto strangers our houses to aliants Verse 3. We are oâ—phanes and fatherlesse our mothers are as widowes Verse 4. We have dâ—unken our water for money our wood is sold unto us Verse 5. Our necks are under persecution we labour and have no rest Verse 6. We have given the hand to the Egyptians and to the Assyrians to be satisfied with bread Verse 7. Our fathers have sinned and are not and we have borne their inquity Verse 8. Servants have ruled over us there is none that doth deliver us our of their hand Verse 9. Wee gate our bread with the â—erill fâ—our lives because of the wildernesse Verse 10. Our skin wash â—acke like an oven because of the terriâ—le famine Verse 11. They ravished the women in Zion and the maides in the cities of Iudah Verse 12. Printes are hanged up by their hand the fares of the Elders were not honoured Verse 13. They tooke the young men to grinde and the children fâ—ll under the wood Verse 14. The Elders have ceased from the gate the young men from their musicke Verse 15. The joy of our heart is â—â—â—â—sed our dance is turned into mâ—â—â—ning Verse 16. The crown is fallen from 〈◊〉 head Woe unto us that wee 〈◊〉 sinned Verse 17. For this our heart is faiâ—â— for these things our eyes are dimâ—â—â—â— Verse 18. Because of the mountaine 〈◊〉 Zion which is desolate the 〈◊〉 wake upon it Verse 19. Thou O Lord remainâ—â— for ever thy throne from generation to generation Verse 20. Wherefore dost thou forgâ—â— us for ever and forsake us so loâ—â— time Verse 21. Turne thou us unto thee 〈◊〉 Lord and we shall be turned 〈◊〉 our dayes as of old Verse 22. But thou hast utterly rejected us thou art very wroth againâ—â— us FINIS