Benjamin Milgrove
(1731 - 1810)

Milgrove : O Zion, afflicted : illustration

O Zion, afflicted
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Milgrove was Precentor of the Countess of Huntingdon's Chapel in Bath (see illustration). This setting comes from "Twelve hymns and a favourite lyric poem written by Doctor Watts; set to music for four, and five voices, with organ accompaniments.... " Printed for the author, and sold at his house in Bond Street, Bath, 1781. The general congregation (sometimes divided into men and women) should sing the Air, accompanying harmonies to be taken by the choir.
Lyrics: James Grant

O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave,
Whom no man can comfort, whom no man can save;
With darkness surrounded, by terrors dismay'd,
In toiling and rowing thy strength is decay'd.
O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave,
Whom no man can comfort, whom no man can save.

Loud roaring, the billows would thee overwhelm,
But skilful's the pilot who sits at the helm;
His wisdom conduct thee, his power thee defends,
In safety and quiet thy warfare He ends.
O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave,
Whom no man can comfort, whom no man can save.

"O fearful! O faithless!" in mercy He cries,
"My promise, my truth, are they light in thine eyes?
Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall stand;
Through tempest and tossing I'll bring thee to land."
O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave,
Whom no man can comfort, whom no man can save.