She weepeth sore in the night, Swimming in her bed of affliction. And her tears are on her cheeks, The Lord keeps them in His bottle. Among all her lovers, Those who made her promises, She hath none to comfort her; Only He tenderly speaks to the burdened soul. All her friends, Those who saidContinue reading “Lamentations 1.2 ~ All Her Lovers”
How doth the city sit solitary, I heard it never slept. That was full of people! Where have they all gone? How is she become as a widow! Death stalks the streets. She that was great among the nations, Now is a laughing stock, a by-word. And princess among the provinces, She gave up honorContinue reading “Lamentations 1.1 – Princess”
Make haste, and come quickly. My beloved, is mine and I am his; And be thou like to a roe, Stealthy and swift. Or to a young hart, Hunted by the archers. Upon the mountains of spices In a borrowed tomb.
Thou that dwellest In the pavilion surrounded by dark waters; In the gardens, In the secret place, hide me. The companions hearken Just like your sheep To thy voice. Cause me to hear it, O Door of the Sheepfold, Allow me to enter in