"The Boston Camerata" - Jean Gilles (1668-1705): "Première lamentation pour le mercredy saint au soir" | Текст песни

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ALEPH
Quomodo sedet sola civitas
Plena populo facta est
quasi vidua domina gentium,
princeps provinciarum facta est sub tributo.
BETH
Plorans plovarit in nocte
et lacrimae eius in maxillis eius.
Non est qui consoletur earn ex omnibus
cans eius. Omnes amici eius spreverunt
earn et facti sunt ei inimici.
GHIMEL
Migravit Judas propter afflictionem et multitudinem servitutis : habitavit inter gentes nee invenit requiem. Omnes persecutores eius apprehenderunt earn inter angustias.
DALETH
Viae Sion lugent eo quod non sint qui veniant ad solemnitatem : omnes portae eius destructae : sacerdotes eius gementes ; virgines eius squalidae et ipsa oppressa amaritudine.
HE
Facti sunt hostes eius in capite inimici eius locupletati sunt. Quia, Dominus locutus est super earn propter
multitudinem iniquitatum eius. Parvuli eius ducti sunt in captivitatem ante faciem tribulantis.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, convertere ad Dominum Deum tuum.

ALEPH
How doth the city sit solitary,
that was full of people!
how is she become as a widow!
she that was great among the nations,
and princess among the provinces,
how is she become tributary!
BETH
She weepeth sore in the night,
and her tears are on her cheeks;
among all her lovers
she hath none to comfort her;
all her friends have dealt treacherously with her,
they are become her enemies.
GIMEL
Judah is gone into captivity
because of affliction,
and because of great servitude;
she dwelleth among the heathen,
she findeth no rest; all her persecutors
overtook her between the straits.
DALETH
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.
HE
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.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, come back to your God, the Almighty.

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