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I know not if or dark or bright | |||
Shall be my lot; | Shall be my lot; | ||
If that wherein my hopes delight | If that wherein my hopes delight | ||
Be best or not. | Be best or not. | ||
Dear faces may surround my health | |||
With smiles and glee, | With smiles and glee, | ||
Or I may dwell alone, and mirth | Or I may dwell alone, and mirth | ||
Be strange to me. | Be strange to me. | ||
My bark is wafted to the strand | |||
By breath divine, | By breath divine, | ||
And on its helm there rests a hand | And on its helm there rests a hand | ||
Other than mine. | Other than mine. | ||
One who was known in storms to sail | |||
I have on board; | I have on board; | ||
Above the roaring of the gale | Above the roaring of the gale | ||
I hear my Lord. | I hear my Lord. | ||
Safe to the land! safe to the land! | |||
The end is this, | The end is this, | ||
And then with Him go hand in hand, | And then with Him go hand in hand, |
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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2018-11-27). Score information: A4, 1 page, 52 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Transcribed from the edition on IMSLP. Note values halved. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: I know not if, or dark or bright
Tune: Canterbury
Composer: Joseph Barnby
Lyricist: Henry Alford
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn Meter: 84. 84. D
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
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Description: No.129 from Hymn Tunes by Joseph Barnby, Novello (1897)
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Original text and translations
English text
I know not if or dark or bright
Shall be my lot;
If that wherein my hopes delight
Be best or not.
Dear faces may surround my health
With smiles and glee,
Or I may dwell alone, and mirth
Be strange to me.
My bark is wafted to the strand
By breath divine,
And on its helm there rests a hand
Other than mine.
One who was known in storms to sail
I have on board;
Above the roaring of the gale
I hear my Lord.
Safe to the land! safe to the land!
The end is this,
And then with Him go hand in hand,
Far into bliss.