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'''Published:''' 1786
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'''Description:''' First published in ''The Suffolk Harmony'', 1786, pp. 42-43. Words by James Relly, 1758, his Hymn 40 of Part 1.
'''Description:''' First published in ''The Suffolk Harmony'', 1786, pp. 42-43. Words by James Relly, 1758, his Hymn 40 of Part 1.

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Edition notes: Note shapes added. Three more stanzas from Relly's hymn added below.

General Information

Title: Jerusalem
First Line: All is hush, the battle's o'er
Composer: William Billings
Lyricist: James Relly

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 77. 77. 57. 77

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

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Description: First published in The Suffolk Harmony, 1786, pp. 42-43. Words by James Relly, 1758, his Hymn 40 of Part 1.

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Original text and translations

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All is hush, the battle's o'er!
Darkness reigns in purple gore;
Each intelligence intent
Trembling waits the great event.
All are in suspense –
Here I'll stay, nor wander hence,
'Till the day-spring from on high
Speaks, who gained the victory.

See, a gleam of light appears!
Combats now my hope and fears;
Now the heavenly glory's come;
O! who darts from yonder tomb,
Covered all with blood,
Pale and wounded? 'Tis my God!
'Tis the Man who conquering fell,
Dying, vanquished death and Hell!

Heavenly laurels crown his head!
Sin, and Hell, and death are dead;
The old serpent's head is broke;
Heaven by violence is took.
Hail! thou conquering heart;
Thou my new creation art:
Hail! my flesh, and bone, and blood;
Hail! myself, redeemed to God.

I in Him, and He in me,
Perfect one in mystery;
With Him, where, and as He is,
Fully entered into bliss:
There shall I abide,
In my nature purified:
Here I enter perfect rest:
The Father's praise, his King and Priest.