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Far from the world, O Lord, I flee, | |||
From strife and tumult far; | |||
From scenes where Satan wages still | |||
His most successful war. | |||
The calm retreat, the silent shade, | |||
With prayer and praise agree; | |||
And seem by Thy sweet bounty made | |||
For those who follow Thee. | |||
There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul, | |||
And grace her mean abode, | |||
O with what peace, and joy, and love, | |||
She communes with her God! | |||
Author and Guardian of my life, | |||
Sweet Source of light divine, | |||
And, all harmonious names in one, | |||
My Saviour,--Thou art mine! | |||
What thanks I owe Thee, and what love, | |||
A boundless, endless store, | |||
Shall echo through the realms above | |||
When time shall be no more, | |||
Amen.}} | |||
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- Editor: Douglas Walczak (submitted 2018-03-12). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 112 kB Copyright: Personal
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Title: Far From the World, O Lord, I Flee
Composer: Horatio W. Parker
Lyricist: William Cowper
Number of voices: 4vv Voicings: Solo or SATB
Genre: Sacred, Anthem
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
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Original text and translations
English text
Far from the world, O Lord, I flee,
From strife and tumult far;
From scenes where Satan wages still
His most successful war.
The calm retreat, the silent shade,
With prayer and praise agree;
And seem by Thy sweet bounty made
For those who follow Thee.
There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul,
And grace her mean abode,
O with what peace, and joy, and love,
She communes with her God!
Author and Guardian of my life,
Sweet Source of light divine,
And, all harmonious names in one,
My Saviour,--Thou art mine!
What thanks I owe Thee, and what love,
A boundless, endless store,
Shall echo through the realms above
When time shall be no more,
Amen.