Hark, the glad sound! (Crediton) – Organ

Lyrics

Hark, the glad sound! The Saviour comes,
the Saviour promised long!
Let ev’ry heart prepare a throne,
and ev’ry voice a song.

He comes the pris’ners to release,
in Satan’s bondage held;
the gates of brass before Him burst,
the iron fetters yield.

He comes to free the captive mind, *
where evil thoughts control,
and for the darkness of the blind
gives light that makes them whole.

He comes the broken heart to bind,
the bleeding soul to cure,
and with the treasures of His grace
t’enrich the humbled poor.

Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
and heav’n’s eternal arches ring
with Thy beloved Name.

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Details

  • Tune: Crediton
  • Meter: CM
  • Style: Classical
  • Church Year: Advent, All Souls
  • Composer: Thomas Clark (1775 – 1859)
  • Harmonised by: Martin Shaw (1875 – 1958)
  • Lyricist: Philip Doddridge (1702 – 1751)
  • Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Harmonisation Copyright Oxford University Press
  • Performances Copyright ℗  2018 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved

 

 

Hills of the north rejoice (Little Cornard)

Hymn – Hills of the north rejoice – Lyrics

Hills of the North, rejoice;
River and mountain spring,
Hark to the advent voice;
Valley and lowland, sing;
Though absent long, your Lord is nigh;
He judgment brings and victory.

Isles of the southern seas,
Deep in your coral caves
Pent be each warring breeze,
Lulled be your restless waves:
He comes to reign with boundless sway,
And makes your wastes His great highway.

Lands of the East, awake,
Soon shall your sons be free;
The sleep of ages break,
And rise to liberty.
On your far hills, long cold and gray,
Has dawned the everlasting day.

Shores of the utmost West,
Ye that have waited long,
Unvisited, unblest,
Break forth to swelling song;
High raise the note, that Jesus died,
Yet lives and reigns, the Crucified.

Shout, while ye journey home;
Songs be in every mouth;
Lo, from the North we come,
From East, and West, and South.
City of God, the bond are free,
We come to live and reign in thee!

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  • Tune: Little Cornard
  • Meter: 66 66 88
  • Style: Early 20th Century
  • Composer: Martin Shaw (1875 – 1958)
  • Lyricist: Charles Edward Oakley (1832 – 1865)
  • Music Copyright © J. Curwen and Sons
  • Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
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For all the saints (Sine Nomine)

Lyrics

For all the saints, who from their labours rest,
Who Thee by faith before the world confessed,
Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blessed.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress and their Might;
Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well fought fight;
Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true and bold,
Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old,
And win with them the victor’s crown of gold.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

O blest communion, fellowship divine!
We feebly struggle, they in glory shine;
All are one in Thee, for all are Thine.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long,
Steals on the ear the distant triumph song,
And hearts are brave, again, and arms are strong.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

The golden evening brightens in the west;
Soon, soon to faithful warriors comes their rest;
Sweet is the calm of paradise the blessed.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day;
The saints triumphant rise in bright array;
The King of glory passes on His way.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

From earth’s wide bounds, from ocean’s farthest coast,
Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host,
And singing to Father, Son and Holy Ghost:
Alleluia, Alleluia!

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Details

  • Tune: Sine Nomine
  • Meter: 10 10 10 4
  • Style: Early 20th Century
  • Composer: Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872 – 1958)
  • Lyricist: William Walsham How (1823 – 1897)
  • Church Year: All Saints
  • Music & Lyrics Public Domain.
  • Lyrics Public Domain
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Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire (Crediton)

Lyrics

Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire,
Let us Thine influence prove:
Source of the old prophetic fire,
Fountain of life and love.

Come, Holy Ghost, for moved by Thee,
The prophets wrote and spoke;
Unlock the truth, Thyself the key,
Unseal the sacred book.

Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove,
Brood o’er our nature’s night;
On our disordered spirits move,
And let there now be light.

God, through Himself, we then shall know
If Thou within us shine;
And sound, with all Thy saints below,
The depths of love divine.

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Details

  • Tune: Crediton
  • Meter: CM
  • Style: Classical
  • Usage: All Saints, Pentecost
  • Church Year: Baptism of Christ Church Year: Pentecost
  • Composer: Thomas Clark (1775 – 1859)
  • Arranged by: Richard M S Irwin (b. 1955)
  • Lyricist: Charles Wesley (1707 – 1788)
  • Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Performances Copyright ℗  2019 Richard M S Irwin. All Rights Reserved