- (Posted 2018-06-17) CPDL #50162:
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2018-06-17). Score information: 7 x 10 inches (landscape), 1 page, 43 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Notes in four-shape format, as originally published in 1835. Five pairs of stanzas included, from Harrison's hymn. MusicXML source file is in compressed .mxl format.
First Line: Away, my doubts, begone, my fears
Composer: William Walker
Lyricist: Susanna Harrison
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: STB
Genre: Sacred Meter: 88. 88 (L.M.)
Instruments: A cappella
Published: 1835 in Southern Harmony, p. 54, for three voices: Treble-Tenor-Bass.
Description: Words by Susanna Harrison, 1780, Songs in the Night, No. 80, with ten stanzas. Walked used the first two stanzas of Harrison's hymn in his composition.
Original text and translations
1. Away, my doubts, be gone, my fear,
The wonders of the Lord appear,
The wonders that my Savior wrought;
O how delightful is the thought!
2. The wonders of redeeming love,
When first my heart was drawn above;
When first I saw my Savior's face,
And triumphed in his pardoning grace.
3. Pursue, my thoughts, this pleasing theme,
Twas not a fancy nor a dream;
Twas grace descending from the skies,
And shall be marvelous in my eyes.
4. Long had I mourned, like one forgot,
Long had my soul for comfort fought,
Jesus was witness to my tears,
And Jesus sweetly calmed my fears.
5. He cleansed my soul, he changed my dress,
And clothed me with his righteousness:
He spoke at once my sins forgiven,
And I rejoiced as if in heaven.
6. How was I struck with sweet surprise,
While glory shone before my eyes!
How did I sing from day to day,
And wished to sing my soul away!
7. The world with all its pomp withdrew,
Twas less than nothing in my view;
Redeeming love was all my theme,
And life appeared an idle dream.
8. I gloried in my Savior's grace;
I sang my great Redeemer's praise;
My foul now longed to soar away,
And leave her tenement of clay.
9. The powers of hell in vain combined
To tempt or interrupt my mind;
I saw, and sung in joyful strains
The monster Satan held in chains.
10. These are the wonders I record,
The marvelous goodness of the Lord;
O for a tongue to speak His praise,
To tell the triumphs of His grace!