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The day thou gavest Lord is ended (St. Clement) (Clement Cotterill Scholefield)

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  • CPDL #19545: Icon_pdf.gif
Editor: Christopher Braginetz (submitted 2009-04-21).   Score information: Letter, 1 page   Copyright: CPDL
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  • CPDL #3633: Network.png PDF and MP3 files.
Editor: Rod Mather (submitted 2002-05-25).   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Standard SATB arrangement with last verse arrangement with descant, also optional trumpet part for verse 3 and 5.

General Information

Title: The day thou gavest Lord is ended
Tune name: St. Clement
Composer: Clement Cotterill Scholefield
Lyricist: John Ellerton (1826-1893)

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn

Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard or a cappella
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Original text and translations

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The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended,
The darkness falls at Thy behest;
To Thee our morning hymns ascended,
Thy praise shall sanctify our rest.

We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping,
While earth rolls onward into light,
Through all the world her watch is keeping,
And rests not now by day or night.

As o’er each continent and island
The dawn leads on another day,
The voice of prayer is never silent,
Nor dies the strain of praise away.

The sun that bids us rest is waking
Our brethren ’neath the western sky,
And hour by hour fresh lips are making
Thy wondrous doings heard on high.

So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never,
Like earth’s proud empires, pass away:
Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever,
Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.

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