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- (Posted 2014-11-01) CPDL #33250:
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-11-01). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 34 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Oval-note edition.
- (Posted 2014-11-01) CPDL #33251:
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-11-01). Score information: 7 x 10 in (landscape), 1 page, 80 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape).
General Information
Title: Confession
First Line: Lord, 'tis against Thy face
Composer: Oliver Holden
Lyricist: Isaac Watts
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred Meter: 66. 86. D (S.M.D.)
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1793 in The Union Harmony, Volume 1, p. 94
Description: Words by Isaac Watts, Horae Lyricae, 1707, Confession and Pardon.
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Original text and translations
English text
XII.
Lord, 'tis against Thy face
My sins like arrows rise,
And yet, and yet (O matchless grace!)
Thy thunder silent lies.
XIII.
O shall I never feel
The meltings of Thy love!
Am I of such hell-hardened steel
That mercy cannot move?
XIV.
Now, for one powerful glance,
Dear Savior, from Thy face !
This rebel heart no more withstands,
But sinks beneath Thy grace.
XV.
Overcome by dying love I fall;
Here at Thy cross I lie:
And throw my flesh, my soul, my all,
And weep, and love, and die.