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William Child
(1606 - 1697)
O Lord God, the heathen are come
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From the Tudway collection. "A full anthem in 5 parts compos'd by Dr William Child in the year 1644 on the occasion of the abolishing the Common Prayer and overthrowing the constitution, both in church and state."
Lyrics: Psalm 79, v.1,4,5,8,14
O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance: thy holy temple have they defiled, and made Jerusalem an heap of stones.
We are become an open shame to our enemies: a very scorn and derision unto them that are round about us.
Lord, how long wilt thou be angry: shall thy jealousy burn like fire for ever?
O remember not our old sins, but have mercy upon us, and that soon: for we are come to great misery.
So we, that are thy people, and sheep of thy pasture, shall give thee thanks for ever: and will alway be shewing forth thy praise from generation to generation.
O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance: thy holy temple have they defiled, and made Jerusalem an heap of stones.
We are become an open shame to our enemies: a very scorn and derision unto them that are round about us.
Lord, how long wilt thou be angry: shall thy jealousy burn like fire for ever?
O remember not our old sins, but have mercy upon us, and that soon: for we are come to great misery.
So we, that are thy people, and sheep of thy pasture, shall give thee thanks for ever: and will alway be shewing forth thy praise from generation to generation.