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john blow - help, father abraham! lyrics

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help, father abraham! help, for mercy’s sake!
behold my torments in this burning lake!
send lazarus with whirlwinds, that he may
these flakes of melting sulphur fan away

what son of h+ll and darkness dare molest
this blessed saint, scarce warm yet on my breast?

’tis i, great mammon’s equal one, whose lot
is only tophet now

i know thee not

father, ’tis dives, ’tis thy son, ’tis i
who, purpled o’er, faced once deliciously;
linen of egypt then adorned my head
who now in flames lie thus enveloped

and can’st thou now his charity implore
whom thou saw’st lately at thy flinty door
begging for crumbs, those crumbs that fell beside
thy o’ercharged table, and was then denied?
vain soul!

some pity take!
remember, son
thy dogs had pity on him; thou had’st none

yet they were mine relieved him, o in lieu
let him vouchsafe me but a little dew
to cool my tongue

not the least drop of grace
can ever enter that forsaken place;
beside, th’enfathomed gulf is fixed so
that none can pass ‘twixt us and you below

then send them to my brethren lest they come
to feel the weight of my eternal doom

they’ve moses to forewarn them

oh! but they
far sooner will a dead man’s voice obey

if sinai’s roaring thunder from on high
cannot be heard, how should a dead man’s cry?

’twill be too late to knock and call and pray
o open, lord, open in that dreadful day;
for when death’s fatal hand once shuts the door
’twill be too late; the gates of mercy never open more

- john blow lyrics

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