With sick and famish'd eyes (Henry Purcell)

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  • (Posted 2016-01-18)   CPDL #38219:          (Finale 2014)
Editor: Willem Verkaik (submitted 2016-01-18).   Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 335 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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Title: With sick and famish'd eyes
Composer: Henry Purcell
Lyricist: George Herbert

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Solo high
Genre: SacredAria

Language: English
Instruments: Basso continuo

First published: 1688

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Original text and translations

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With sick and famish'd eyes,
With doubling knees and weary bones,
To thee my cries,
To thee my groans,
To thee my sighs, my tears ascend:
No end?
My throat, my soul is hoarse;
My heart is wither'd like a ground
Which thou dost curse;
My thoughts turn round
And make me giddy;
Lord, Lord, I fall
Yet call.
Bowels of pity hear!
Lord of my soul, love of my mind,
Bow down thine ear!
Let not thy wind
Scatter my words, and in the same
Thy name!
Look on my sorrows round!
Mark well my furnace!
O what flames,
What heats abound!
What griefs, what shames!
Consider, Lord, Lord, bow thine ear
And hear!
Lord Jesu, thou didst bow
Thy dying head upon the tree;
O be not now
More dead to me!
Lord, hear!
Lord, hear! shall he that made the ear
Not hear?
Behold thy dust doth stir,
It moves, it creeps to thee;
Do not defer
To succour me,
Thy pile of dust wherein each crumb
Says "Come".
My love, my sweetness, hear!
By these thy feet, at which my heart
Lies all the year,
Pluck out thy dart,
And heal my troubled breast, which cries,
Which dies.