Eternal ruler of the ceaseless round (Song 1) (Orlando Gibbons)

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  • (Posted 2021-03-18)  CPDL #63557:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2021-03-18).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 49 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn with four-part harmony and underlaid words in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard
  • (Posted 2021-03-18)  CPDL #63556:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2021-03-18).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 104 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard, melody with words.
  • (Posted 2020-06-08)  CPDL #59131:     
Editor: Arjen Bax (submitted 2020-06-08).   Score information: A4, 1 page   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Eternal ruler of the ceaseless round
Composer: Orlando Gibbons
Lyricist: John Chadwickcreate page

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 10 10. 10 10. 10 10

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1623 Hymnes & Songs of the Church, no. 1
    2nd published: 1983 in Hymns Ancient and Modern, New Standard, no. 353
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Original text and translations

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1. Eternal Ruler of the ceaseless round
of circling planets singing on their way;
guide of the nations from the night profound
into the glory of the perfect day;
rule in our hearts, that we may ever be
guided and strengthened and upheld by thee.

2 We are of thee, the children of thy love,
the brothers of thy well-belovèd Son;
descend, O Holy Spirit, like a dove,
into our hearts, that we may be as one:
as one with thee, to whom we ever tend;
as one with him, our Brother and our Friend.

3. We would be one in hatred of all wrong,
one in our love of all things sweet and fair,
one with the joy that breaketh into song,
one with the grief that trembles into prayer,
one in the power that makes thy children free
to follow truth, and thus to follow thee.

4 O clothe us with thy heavenly armour, Lord,
thy trusty shield, thy sword of love divine;
our inspiration be thy constant word;
we ask no victories that are not thine:
give or withhold, let pain or pleasure be;
enough to know that we are serving thee.