Samuel the priest gave up the ghost,
And all Israel mournèd. 

Have pity on me, O ye my friends,
For the hand of God hath touchèd me. 

Lover and friend hast thou put far from me,
And mine acquaintance into darkness.

Have pity on me, O ye my friends,
For the hand of God hath touchèd me. 

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I am weary with my groaning all the night,
Make I my bed to swim,
I water my couch with my tears.

Have pity on me, O ye my friends,
For the hand of God hath touchèd me. 

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My soul cleaveth unto the dust,
My soul melteth for heaviness.

Have pity on me, O ye my friends,
For the hand of God hath touchèd me. 

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Naked came I out of my mother's womb,
And naked shall I return.
The Lord gave, and the Lord taketh away.
And blessed be the name of the Lord!