David and Bersheba.  
To a pleasant new Tune.  
 
 
 

WHen David in Jerusalem  
as Royal King did rule and reign,  
Behold what happened unto him,  
that afterwards procured his pain:  
On the top of all his Princely Palace,  
a gallant prospect there had he,  
From whence he might, when't pleased his Grace,  
many a gallant garden see:   

It chanced so upon a day,  
the King went forth to take the air,  
All in the pleasant month of May,  
whereas he spied a Lady fair,  
Her beauty was more excellent,  
and brighter than the Morning-sun,  
By which the King incontinent,  
was to her favour quickly won.   

She stood within a pleasant bower,  
all naked for to wash her there,  
Her body like a lily flower,  
was covered with her golden hair:  
The King was wounded with her love,  
and what she was he did require,  
He could not his affections move,  
he had in her such great desire:   

She is Uriah's Wife, quoth they,  
a Captain of your Princely Train,  
That in your wars is now away,  
and she doth all alone remain.  
Then said the King, Bring her to me,  
for with her love my heart is slain,  
The Princess of Beauty sure is she,  
for whom I do great grief sustain.   

The Servants they do soon prepare,  
to do the Message of the King;  
And Bersheba, the Lady fair,  
unto the Court did quickly bring.  
The King rejoiced at her sight,  
and won her love, and laid her by,  
They spent the night in fond delight,  
until the sun was risen high;   

The King his leave most kindly took,  
till that three months were gone and passed,  
And then again he did return,  
with wondrous speed and haste.  
And then the Lady Bersheba,  
she found her former health exiled,  
By certain tokens that she saw,  
the King had gotten her with child:   

Then to the King she made her moan,  
and told him how the case did stand;  
The King sent for her Husband home,  
to cloak the matter out of hand.  
When from the Camp Uriah came,  
the King received him courteously,  
Demanding how all things did frame,  
concerning of the Enemy:   

Uriah showed his Highness all  
the accidents of warlike strife;  
Then said the King, This night you shall  
keep company with your own Wife.  
The Ark of God, Uriah said,  
with Judah's Host, and Israel,  
Keep in the field, and not a Man  
within the house where they do dwell;   

Then should I take my ease, (quoth he)  
in bed of down with my fair Wife;  
O King, he said, that may not be,  
so long as I enjoy my life.  
Then did the King a letter frame,  
to Joab, General of the Host,  
And by Uriah sent the same,  
but certainly his life it cost.   

And when the King for certain knew  
Uriah thus had murdered been,  
Fair Bersheba to the Court he drew,  
and made of her his Royal Queen:  
Then God that saw this wicked deed,  
was angry at King David's sin,  
The Prophet Nathan then with speed,  
came thus complaining unto him,   

O David, ponder what I say,  
a great abuse I shall the tell,  
For thou that rul'st in equity,  
should see the People governed well;  
Two Men within the City dwell,  
the one is rich the other poor,  
The rich in  doth excel.  
the other nothing hath in store,   

Saving one little silly sheep,  
which young he did with money buy,  
With his own bread he did it feed,  
amongst his Children tenderly:  
The rich Man had a Stranger came  
unto his house that loved him dear,  
The poor Man's sheep therefore he took  
and thereof made his Friend good cheer,   

Because that he his own would spare,  
he used the Man most cruelly.  
Then by the Lord, the King did swear,  
the rich Man for that fault should die.  
Thou art the Man, the Prophet said,  
the Princely Crown God gave to thee,  
The Lord's Wife, thou thy own haste made,  
and many more of fair beauty:   

Why hast thou so defiled thy life,  
and slain Uriah with the sword,  
And taken home his wedded Wife,  
regarding not God's holy Word?  
Therefore behold, thus saith the Lord,  
Great wars upon thy house shall be;  
Because thou hast my Laws abhorred,  
much ill be sure i'll cast on thee:   

I'll take thy Wives before thy face,  
and give them to their Neighbours use,  
And thou thereby shall reap disgrace,  
for Man shall laugh at thy abuse.  
Then David cried out piteously,  
Sore have I sinned against the Lord,  
In mercy therefore look on me,  
let not my prayers be abhorred.   

But as the Prophet told to him,  
so did it after chance indeed,  
For God did greatly plaugue his sin,  
as in the Bible you may read;  
The scourge of sin thus you may see,  
for murder and adultery;  
And grant that we may warned be,  
such crying sins to shun and fly.