Kyrie Eleison
Anapest Pentameter
Lord have mercy on sinners this I ask now humbly of Thee.
Do not wipe out this nation from Thy all stern sight in your rage.
The Egyptians will say that our waste was your goal all can see.
Ye called these stiff neck people out purposing graves as their wage?
The Egyptians will say your intent was then evil this day.
Do not wipe out this nation from Thy all stern sight in your rage.
Let destruction not be for all those who curse seem as sure pay.
Ye called these stiff neck people out purposing graves as their wage?
For the patriarch's sacred held covenant claims vow in faith.
Do not wipe out this nation from Thy all stern sight in your rage.
Now in deference yield to that oath and all these do not scathe.
Ye called these stiff neck people out purposing graves as their wage?
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