Cantica Laudis; Or the American Book of Church Music

Cantica Laudis; Or the American Book of Church Music : Being Chiefly a Selection of Chaste and Elegant Melodies, from the Most Classic Authors, Ancient and Modern, with Harmony Parts: Together with Chants, Anthems, and Other Set Pieces

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1850 edition. Excerpt: ...Bow to the seep-tre of his love, And take the of-fered peace. 6 Lord, we t Note. In the first, third and seventh lines, the small notes may be sung by the Alto, Tenor, and Base, or these parts may sing in unison with the Treble. The unison passages should be wang/ortt, and with boldness and energy. 1. To God. in whom I trust, I lift my heart and voice: Oh! let me not be put to shame, Nor let my foes re-joice 2. Thy mer-cies, and thy love, O Lord, re-call to mind; And gra-cious-ly con-tin-ue still, As thou wert ev--By repenting tho first port of the rone, singing the small notes In the third line, and omitting the tie in the sixth line of the stanca. 1. The pi-ty of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as ten-der pa-rents feci--He knows our fee-ble frame. 2. He knows wo are but dust, Scattered with eve-ry breath; His an-ger, like a ris-ing wind, Can send us swift to death. 3. Our days are as the grass, Or like the morn-ing flower! When blasting winds sweep o'er the field, It with-ers ia au hour. 3. Our days are as the grass, Or like tho morn-ing flower! When blasting winds sweep o'er the field, It with-ers in an hour. 1. Not with our mor-tal eyes Have we be-held the Lord; Yet we re-joice to hear his name, And love him his word. 2. On earth we want the sight Of our Re-deem-er's face; 8. And when we feel thy love, Di-vin-er_ joys a-rise; Yet, Lord, our in-most thoughts delight On winjrs of faith we soar a-bove 1. To God, the on-iy wise, Our Saviour, and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring, Their humble prais-es bring. 2. 'Tis his al-migh-ty love, His couu-sel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurt-ful snare, And eve-ry hurt-f, il snare. 3. He will pre-sent our souls, ...show more

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  • Paperback | 64 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 132g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236797019
  • 9781236797018