Bless God, my soul (Richard Garbett)

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  • CPDL #20962:        (Sibelius 3)
Editor: Edmund Gooch (submitted 2010-02-09).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 35 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Edition with the keyboard accompaniment as provided in the source. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.

General Information

Title: Bless God, my soul
Composer: Richard Garbett
Lyricists: Nahum Tate and Nicholas Brady (from A new version of the psalms of David)

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 88. 88. D (L.M.D.)

Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard

First published: 1818 in Sacred Harmony, p. 158

Description: Setting of Ps. 104 in the metrical New Version. Hymn Tune Index tune number 16040.

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Original text and translations

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Bless God my soul; thou, Lord alone,
Possessest empire without bounds.
With honour thou art crowned: thy throne
Eternal Majesty surrounds.
With light thou dost thyself enrobe,
And glory for a garment take:
Heav'n's curtains stretch beyond the globe,
Thy canopy of state to make.

God builds on liquid air, and forms
His palace-chambers in the skies:
The clouds his chariots are, and storms
The swift-winged steeds with which he flies.
As bright as flame, as swift as wind
His ministers Heav'n's palace fill;
To have their sundry tasks assigned,
All proud to serve their Sov'reign's will.

Earth on her centre fixed he set,
Her face with waters overspread;
Nor proudest mountains dared as yet
To lift above the waves their head.
Firm hast thou fixed the ocean's bounds,
The threat'ning surges to repel;
That they no more o'erpass their mounds,
Nor to a second deluge swell.
 

Original text and translations may be found at Psalm 104. vv. 1-5, 9.