No. 4 Oh tremble not Flashcards
Oh, tremble not, my son, arise
for you are guiltless
for you are guiltless,
noble, wise
A gentle youth like you could, like no other,
console the bitter sorrow of a mother
In lonely grief I am forsaken,
for my poor child no more I see.
With her my happiness was taken,
an evil fiend tore her from me.
How helpless she cowered,
her strength overpowered!
What sad consternation!
What vain desperation!
With nameless woe my heart was bleeding,
“Ah help, ah help!”
Ah help, ah help
was all I heard her speak.
However, futile was her pleading,
for all my efforts was too weak
You, you, you
shall free her from bonds of slav’ry!
You shall release this child of mine,
yes, you shall release this child of mine!
And to reward you for your brav’ry,
forever then shall she be thine