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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Richmond''<br>
'''Title:''' ''Richmond''<br>
'''First Line:''' My beloved haste away<br>
{{Composer|William Billings}}
{{Composer|William Billings}}
{{Lyricist|James Relly}}
{{Lyricist|James Relly}}

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Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2015-02-24).   Score information: Unknown, 1 page, 63 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape). Transcribed from The Suffolk Harmony, 1786, pp. 23-24.
Editor: Rafael Ornes (submitted 2002-04-30).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 99 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Richmond
First Line: My beloved haste away
Composer: William Billings
Lyricist: James Relly

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredAnthem

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: Singing Master's Assistant, The (1778)

Description: First published in 1778, revised by Billings in 1786. Words by James Relly, 1776, his Hymn 55, based on Song of Solomon 8:14.

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Original text and translations

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My beloved haste away,
Sick of love for thee I languish,
Fails my Soul at thy delay,
Feels a dying lover's anguish.
Quickly, Jesus come,
O make thy breast thy native home.

Every Moment seems an Age,
'Till Thy presence shall relieve me,
'Till Thy smiles my woes assuage,
And Thine absence no more grieve me:
Quickly, &c.

Great the force and power of love,
Whence springs all my strong desires;
I, Thy presence, Lord, to prove,
Burn, consumed, with inward fires:
Quickly, &c.

Honor, wealth, and ease I scorn,
Trifles, by the world approved,
To superior joys I'm born,
Centering in my Well-beloved:
Quickly, &c.

O'er the spicy mountains fly
Hart and roe, yea winds out-stripping;
Whilst thou tarry, Love, I die,
Sighing, longing, loving, weeping ;
Quickly, quickly, Jesus come,
Make my breast Thy native home.