The Lamentation (George Kirbye)
- Editor: André Vierendeels (submitted 2016-09-24). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 60 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
First published: 1562
Original text and translations
O, Lord, in thee is all my trust,
give ear unto my woeful cry,
refuse me not that amunjust,
but bowing down thy heav'nly eye,
behold how I do still lament,
my sin wherein I do offend,
O, Lord, for them shall I be shent,
sith thee to please I do intend.
No, no, no, so thy will is bent
to deale with sinners in thine ire:
But when in hartthey shall repent,
thou graffits with speed that they desire
To thee therefore still shall I cry,
to wash away my sinfull crime.
Thy blood, O, Lord, is not yet dry,
but that it may help mee in time.
Hast thee, O, Lord, hat thee I say,
to poure on mee the gifts of grace:
That when this life shall fleet away,
in heaven with thee I may have place
Where thou doest raigne eternally,
with God which once did down thee send
Wher Angels sing continually,
to thee bee praise world whitout end.