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1. Virtue is forever growing | |||
On its basis, joy and love; | |||
Generous works forever flowing | |||
Like the saints who reign above. | |||
2. God, the source of every virtue, | |||
Bids us imitate his Son; | |||
That we may ascend to glory, | |||
There adore him on his throne. | |||
3. Sing his merits most sublimely, | |||
Ransomer from hell and death; | |||
To his praise we'll be devoted, | |||
Thus employ our fleeting breath.}} | |||
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Revision as of 07:23, 14 December 2018
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- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2017-11-22). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 40 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Oval note edition. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2017-11-22). Score information: Unknown, 1 page, 41 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape). All three stanzas included.
General Information
Title: Judea
Composer: Solomon Howe
Lyricist: Solomon Howe
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
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Description: Line 1 of Stanza 1 is by Niccolò Machiavelli, 1513; the remainder by Solomon Howe, 1804, in three stanzas.
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Original text and translations
English text
1. Virtue is forever growing
On its basis, joy and love;
Generous works forever flowing
Like the saints who reign above.
2. God, the source of every virtue,
Bids us imitate his Son;
That we may ascend to glory,
There adore him on his throne.
3. Sing his merits most sublimely,
Ransomer from hell and death;
To his praise we'll be devoted,
Thus employ our fleeting breath.