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Come, ye faithful, raise the strain (Thurlow Weed)

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Editor: Thurlow Weed (submitted 2008-02-15).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 27 kbytes   Copyright: Personal
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Title: Come, Ye Faithful, Raise the Strain
Composer: Thurlow Weed
Tune: Mount Pleasant
Lyricist: St. John of Damascuscreate page (8th century); Trans. J.M. Neale, 1853

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn settings   Hymn meter: 76. 76. D
Instruments: a cappella or Keyboard

Language: English

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Original text and translations

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Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
of triumphant gladness!
God hath brought his Israel
into joy from sadness:
loosed from Pharaoh's bitter yoke
Jacob's sons and daughters,
led them with unmoistened foot
through the Red Sea waters.

'Tis the spring of souls today:
Christ hath burst his prison,
and from three days' sleep in death
as a sun hath risen;
all the winter of our sins,
long and dark, is flying
from his light, to whom we give
laud and praise undying.

Now the queen of seasons, bright
with the day of splendor,
with the royal feast of feasts,
comes its joy to render;
comes to glad Jerusalem,
who with true affection
welcomes in unwearied strains
Jesus' resurrection.

Neither might the gates of death,
nor the tomb's dark portal,
nor the watchers, nor the seal
hold thee as a mortal:
but today amidst the twelve
thou didst stand, bestowing
that thy peace which evermore
passeth human knowing.

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