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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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{{Text|English|
Hark, I hear the harps eternal
Ringing on the farther shore,
As I near those swollen waters
With their deep and solemn roar.
 
Refrain
 
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Hallelujah, praise the lamb!
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Glory to the great I AM!
 
And my soul, tho’ stain’d with sorrow,
Fading as the light of day,
Passes swiftly o’er those waters,
To the city far away.
 
Souls have cross’d before me, saintly,
To that land of perfect rest;
And I hear them singing faintly
In the mansions of the blest.
 
Call my father and my mother!
Tell them that the boat is here;
And another, Oh, another!
Unto whom my soul is dear.}}


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  • (Posted 2019-08-04)  CPDL #54978:     
Editor: J. Guy Stalnaker (submitted 2019-08-04).   Score information: Letter, 5 pages, 158 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Hark, I hear the harps eternal
Composer: J. Guy Stalnaker
Lyricist: F. R. Warrencreate page

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredAnthem

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 2019

Description: An arrangement of two Sacred Harp tunes with the text by F. R. Warren "Hark, I hear the harps eternal."

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Original text and translations

English.png English text

Hark, I hear the harps eternal
Ringing on the farther shore,
As I near those swollen waters
With their deep and solemn roar.

Refrain

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Hallelujah, praise the lamb!
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Glory to the great I AM!

And my soul, tho’ stain’d with sorrow,
Fading as the light of day,
Passes swiftly o’er those waters,
To the city far away.

Souls have cross’d before me, saintly,
To that land of perfect rest;
And I hear them singing faintly
In the mansions of the blest.

Call my father and my mother!
Tell them that the boat is here;
And another, Oh, another!
Unto whom my soul is dear.