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158 Must prove our faith and valor limitless As is their cmelty. One more embrace, My daughter, thrice my daughter ! Thine affection Outshines the hellish flames of hate ; farewell, But for a while ; beyond the river of fire I 'll fold thee in mine arms, immortal angel ! For thee, poor orphan, soon to greet again The blessed brows of parents, I dreamed not The grave was all the home I had to give. Gro thou with Liebhaid, and array yourselves As for a bridal. Come, little son, with me. Friends, I am ready. O my God, my God, Forsake us not in our extremity ! [Exeunt Süsskind and Jews. Woe, woe ! the curse has fallen I [Exeunt.

Enter other Jews. We are doomed. The fury of the Lord has smitten us. Oh that mine head were waters and mine eyes Fountains of tears ! God has forsaken us.