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Welcome to Hyperion Records, an independent British classical label devoted to presenting high-quality recordings of music of all styles and from all periods from the twelfth century to the twenty-first.
Hyperion offers both CDs, and downloads in a number of formats. The site is also available in several languages.
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How doth the city sit solitary, that was full of people! How is she become as a widow! She that was great among the nations, and princess among the provinces. She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks: among her lovers she hath none to comfort her. Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? Behold and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow. Behold, O Lord, how that I am in distress: my bowels are troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death. For these things I weep: woe unto us, that we have sinned. What thing shall I take to witness for thee? What thing shall I liken to thee, O daughter of Jerusalem? What thing shall I equal to thee, that I may comfort thee, O virgin daughter of Zion? For thy breach is great like the sea: who can heal thee?