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And let this feeble body fail (John Stainer)

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Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2007-12-03).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 22 kbytes   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Based on the edition from the Cyber Hymnal™.

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Title: And let this feeble body fail
Composer: John Stainer
Tune: Rex regum
Lyricist: Charles Wesley, Fun­er­al Hymns, se­cond ser­ies, 1759

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn     Meter: 86. 86. D (C.M.D.)

Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
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Original text and translations

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1.
And let this feeble body fail,
And let it droop and die;
My soul shall quit the mournful vale,
And soar to worlds on high;
Shall join the disembodied saints,
And find its long sought rest,
That only bliss for which it pants,
In my Redeemer’s breast.

2.
In hope of that immortal crown
I now the cross sustain,
And gladly wander up and down,
And smile at toil and pain:
I suffer out my threescore years,
Till my Deliverer come,
And wipe away His servant’s tears,
And take His exile home.

3.
O what hath Jesus bought for me!
Before my ravished eyes
Rivers of life divine I see,
And trees of paradise:
I see a world of spirits bright,
Who taste the pleasures there;
They all are robed in spotless white,
And conquering palms they bear.

4.
O what are all my sufferings here,
If, Lord, Thou count me meet
With that enraptured host to appear,
And worship at Thy feet!
Give joy or grief, give ease or pain,
Take life or friends away,
But let me find them all again
In that eternal day.

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