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{{Descr|Based on a 16th-century Genevan Psalter tune by Loys Bourgeois, setting a 1648 Paul Gerhardt hymn text in a 1904 translation by Wood's fellow Caius don G.R. Woodward.}}
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Editor: Daniel Pickens-Jones (submitted 2024-03-19).   Score information: Letter, 11 pages, 2.59 MB   Copyright: CC BY SA
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General Information

Title: O Thou sweetest Source
Composer: Charles Wood
Lyricist: George Ratcliffe Woodward
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredAnthem

Language: English
Instruments: Organ

First published: 1931
Description: Based on a 16th-century Genevan Psalter tune by Loys Bourgeois, setting a 1648 Paul Gerhardt hymn text in a 1904 translation by Wood's fellow Caius don G.R. Woodward.

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Original text and translations

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O Thou sweetest Source of gladness, light’s all lovely fountain head,
Who, alike in joy and sadness, leavest none unvisited;
Breath of Godhead, highest King, who upholding everything.
Wilt uphold, with love undying—Hear, O hear me humbly crying.

From thy throne, as April shower, thou descendest, heavenly One,
Freighted with thy sevenfold dower, from the Father, and the Son:
Bring me noble Guest divine, God’s own blessings they are thine,
Freely deal at thy good pleasure, fill me in abundant measure.

Save, uphold, and go before me, fainting, be my staff and rod:
Dying, to new life restore me; buried, be my grave, O God.
From the dust when I arise, come, exalt me to the skies,
Where thou within realms supernal, feed thy saints with joys eternal.
Amen.