Know you not

Know you not that a great prince is fallen this day in Israel? Alas! alas! Woe worth the day! The precious son of Zion, comparable to fine gold, how is he esteemed, as a pitcher, the work of the hand of the potter! Surely, as men of low degree are vanity, so men of high degree are but a lie Great Britain mourn Great Britain mourn Let every family mourn Mourn, mourn O family of David, O family of Levi Sorrowing for him As for thy firstborn. Sigh and say, sob and sing Sigh and say, sob and sing Ah, lord! Ah, his glory! Ah, lord! Ah, his glory!