Edinburgh (Samuel Holyoke)

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  • (Posted 2016-10-12)   CPDL #41416:       
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2016-10-12).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 42 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Oval note edition. Two more pairs of stanzas included, from Doddridge's hymn. MusicXML source file is in compressed .mxl format.
  • (Posted 2016-10-12)   CPDL #41415:   
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2016-10-12).   Score information: 7 x 10 inches (landscape), 1 page, 64 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape). Two more pairs of stanzas included, from Doddridge's hymn.

General Information

Title: Edinburgh
First Line: Ye heavens, with sounds of triumph ring
Composer: Samuel Holyoke
Lyricist: Philip Doddridge

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: STB
Genre: Sacred   Meter: 88. 88 (L.M.)

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1791 in Harmonia Americana, p. 41

Description: Words by Philip Doddridge, posthumously published in 1755, Hymn 303, in six stanzas. Holyoke used the first two stanzas of Doddridge's hymn in his composition.

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Original text and translations

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1. Ye heavens, with sounds of triumph ring;
Ye angels, burst into a song;
Jesus descends, victorious King,
And leads his shining train along.

2. Ye saints that sleep in dust, arise;
Let joy reanimate your clay;
Sprung to your Savior through the skies,
And round his throne your homage pay.

 

3. Then let the sons of heaven draw nigh,
While to the astonished hosts you tell,
How feeble mortals rose so high
From graves and worms, from sin and hell.

4. Tell them, in accents like their own,
What an incarnate God could do;
Then point to Jesus on the throne,
And boast, that Jesus died for you.

 

5. Transported, they no more can hear;
Their voices catch the sacred name;
Harmonious to his Father’s ear,
Jesus the God, their harps proclaim.

6. Sin hath its dire incursions made,
That thou might prove thy power to save;
And death its ensigns wide displayed,
That thou might triumph o’er the grave.