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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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:The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn feasts: all her gates are desolate: her priests sigh, her virgins are afflicted, and she is in bitterness.
:The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn feasts: all her gates are desolate: her priests sigh, her virgins are afflicted, and she is in bitterness.
::''For these things I weep: mine eye runneth down with water.''
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:''Lamentations 1:4-5; 1:11''
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Editor: Jonathan Goodliffe (submitted 2003-05-24).   Score information: A4, 12 pages, 136 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: unrealized continuo part

General Information

Title: The ways of Zion do mourn
Composer: Michael Wise

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Soloists: Solo SB
Genre: SacredAnthem

Language: English
Instruments: Basso continuo

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Original text and translations

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The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn feasts: all her gates are desolate: her priests sigh, her virgins are afflicted, and she is in bitterness.
For these things I weep: mine eye runneth down with water.
Her adversaries are the chief, her enemies prosper; for the Lord hath afflicted her for the multitude of her transgressions: her children are gone into captivity before the enemy.
For these things I weep: mine eye runneth down with water.
See, O Lord, and consider; for I am become vile.

Lamentations 1:4-5; 1:11