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- CPDL #26878: Sibelius 7
- Editor: Edmund Gooch (submitted 2012-08-01). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 55 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: The order of parts in the source is Tenor - [Alto] - Air - [Bass], with both the Tenor and Alto parts printed in the treble clef an octave above sounding pitch. Only the first verse of the text is underlaid in the source: four subsequent verses have been added editorially.
General Information
Title: Eternal wisdom, thee we praise
Composer: Thomas Clark
Tune: Borden
Lyricist: Isaac Watts
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn
Language: English
Instruments: Basso continuo
Published: 1809
Description: This setting was published on p2 of Thomas Clark's A Fifth Set of Psalm and Hymn Tunes, London: [c1809]. Hymn Tune Index tune number 12782.
The same text was previously set by Clark to a different tune, Battel, in his earlier book A Third Set of Psalm and Hymn Tunes, London: [1807].
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Original text and translations
English text
Eternal wisdom, thee we praise!
Thee the creation sings;
With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas,
And heaven's high palace rings.
Thy hand how wide it spread the sky!
How glorious to behold!
Ting'd with a blue of heavenly dye,
And starr'd with sparkling gold.
Thy glories blaze all nature round,
And strike the gazing sight,
Through skies, and seas, and solid ground,
With terror and delight.
Infinite strength, and equal skill,
Shine through the worlds abroad,
Our souls with vast amazement fill,
And speak the builder God.
But still the wonders of thy grace
Our softer passions move,
Pity divine in Jesus' face
We see, adore, and love.