Michael Wise - Thy beauty, O Israel - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Adapted from the Bible, 2 Samuel chapter 1
 
 Thy beauty, O Israel is slain upon the high places: how are the mighty fall'n!
 Tell it not in Gath, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice
 Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Ashkelon
 Lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
 
 Ye mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew, neither let there be rain
 Upon you, nor fields of offerings, for there the shield of the mighty
 Is vilely cast away, the shield of Saul as if it had not been anointed with oil.
 Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Ashkelon
 Lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
 
 From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty,
 The bow of Jonathan turned not back, and the sword of Saul returned not empty.
 Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives and in their deaths were not divided
 Ye daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you in scarlet, who put on ornaments of gold upon your apparel.
 How are the mighty fall'n in the midst of the battle.
 
 Thy beauty, O Israel is slain upon the high places: how are the mighty fall'n!
 O Jonathan, O my brother Jonathan thou wast slain in thine high places
 I am distressed for thee.Very pleasant hast though been
 O Jonathan, thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.
 How are the mighty fall'n and the weapons of the war are perished.