Lamentation for Jerusalem (Jacob French)
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2018-02-04). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 104 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: As written in 1789.
Original text and translations
Why dost thou sit solitary, O Jerusalem, thou that was so peopled?
Thou art become as a widow, which was yesterday as a new-married wife in splendor.
Hark! thy children weep, sore in the night, and their cries pierce the heavens.
Behold, tears run trinkling down their cheeks like great drops of water.
Alas, how do thy children mourn, for the hand of God hath touched them in anger.
How are thy mighty men become thine enemies, none are left to comfort them.
O weep, for the judgments of God are upon them.
Hark! and lo, a pleasant voice echoing from yonder skies, saying,
Peace, peace be on earth and good will towards men.
Behold, and see thy guardian angel flying through the sky on the wings of the wind,
On the Cherubim of heaven, crying with a loud voice,
My children, fear not;
Thy Savior yet liveth and reigneth in truth and righteousness,
And blessed be the name of the Lord.