Distressed Zion relieved, or, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness wherein…Distressed Sion relieved, or, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness wherein…

Zion. How am I spoiled? How do I sit forlorn? How long will it be ere I shall cease to mourn? I'm like a Ship by raging Tempests tossed 'Midst Rocks and Sands, just ready to be lost. Where every billow do's present a grave, And Death in Triumph rides on every Wave. But yet, I am engraven on his hand, And in his sight for ever I do stand. Awake, O arm of God! Oh come away! My woes are very great! Ah do not Stay! Hear me, Dear Jesus; unto thee I cry, Unless thou save me I must surely dye;

Sion. How am I spoil'd? How do I sit forlorn? How long wil't be e're I shall cease to mourn? I'm like a Ship by raging Tempests tost 'Midst Rocks and Sands, just ready to be lost. Where every billow do's present a grave, And Death in Triumph rides on every Wave. But yet, I am ingraven on his hand, And in his sight for ever I do stand. Awake, O arm of God! Oh come away! My woes are very great! Ah do not Stay! Hear me, Dear Jesus; unto thee I cry, Unless thou save me I must surely dye;

Christ. In Glorious Regions of approachless Light, Where Joys unmixed with perfect Love unite; There do I sit; There do I see and hear What Kings and Potentates consulting are; But in mine Ears methinks I hear the cry Of some distressed Soul in misery; My Bowels in me with compassion move, Oh!—'tis the voice of her I dearly love; She whom I purchased with my dearest blood, Seems drenched, yea drowned in tears, as in a Flood; Some mighty Sorrow sure, and Tribulation, Extorts from her this doleful Lamentation, Enough to pierce my tender heart again, And make the Temple once more rend in twain ⟨p. 99⟩Alas, poor Zion, thy Complaints I hear, And I will rescue thee; Oh do not fear, I know thy sorrows, and I hear thy cries, And from what apprehensions they arise: Know! I can still the blustering Winds and Seas, And in the greatest anguish can give case; I can both wound and cure; Build up and break▪ I kill, I make alive, I give, I take! The Greatest Monarchs I can soon pull down, I can make void, and then fill up the Throne; When I think fit, I make the Nations shake, And haughty Princes at my presence quake, Kingdoms to totter, and reel to and fro; All this and greater things for thee I'll do: Although thy Foes do thee environ now, All power and wisdom's mine, and I know how Thee to support and make them all to bow, I will arise, and Show my Sovereignty, And make them to the Rocks and Mountains fly; Though with the Powers of Hell they have combined, I will pursue them, and they shall not find A hiding place my vengeance to avoid, Till by my fury they are all destroyed; I'll soon bring down the most Exalted head, The Mighty Ones I into dust will tread; Thy cause I'll plead; Though I have silent stood, I'll be revenged for all the righteous blood That has run down, even like a mighty Flood; The day of vengeance shall no longer stay, What's due to Justice they shall surely pay.