William Alabaster - "Over the brook of Cedron Christ is gone" lyrics

Over the brook of Cedron Christ is gone, To entertain the combat with his d**h, Where David fled beforetime void of breath To scape the treacheries of Absalon. Go, let us follow him in pa**ion, Over this brook, this world that walloweth, A stream of cares that drown our thoughts beneath, And wash away all resolution. Beyond the world he must be pa**èd clear, That in the world for Christ will troubles bear: Leave we, O leave we then this miry flood, Friends, pleasures, and unfaithful good. Now we are up, now down, but cannot stand; We sink, we reel; Jesu, stretch forth thy hand.