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"Jephtha
Ill doth my native Land such Grace deserve;
Nor well beseems it you, her Sons, to ask,
Or us to grant. Did ye not cast me out
An Exile, tho’ a Brother? Did you not
With hostile Treatment chase me from those Seats,
Those pleasing, native Seats, to seek new Brethren,
New Friends, new Lands, new Dwellings to inherit?
And come you now, cover’d with Guilt and Shame,
With Fears dispirited, to ask my Aid
’Gainst Ammonitish arms? Necessity,
It seems, hath taught you Justice.
Second Elder
Thou’rt our Hope,
Be thou our Head and Leader."
Ill doth my native Land such Grace deserve;
Nor well beseems it you, her Sons, to ask,
Or us to grant. Did ye not cast me out
An Exile, tho’ a Brother? Did you not
With hostile Treatment chase me from those Seats,
Those pleasing, native Seats, to seek new Brethren,
New Friends, new Lands, new Dwellings to inherit?
And come you now, cover’d with Guilt and Shame,
With Fears dispirited, to ask my Aid
’Gainst Ammonitish arms? Necessity,
It seems, hath taught you Justice.
Second Elder
Thou’rt our Hope,
Be thou our Head and Leader."
文本歌词
"JephthaIll doth my native Land such Grace deserve;Nor well beseems it you, her Sons, to ask,Or us to grant. Did ye not cast me outAn Exile, tho’ a Brother? Did you notWith hostile Treatment chase me from those Seats,Those pleasing, native Seats, to seek new Brethren,New Friends, new Lands, new Dwellings to inherit?And come you now, cover’d with Guilt and Shame,With Fears dispirited, to ask my Aid’Gainst Ammonitish arms? Necessity,It seems, hath taught you Justice.Second ElderThou’rt our Hope,Be thou our Head and Leader."
