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- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2012-11-12). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 49 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: O Jesus, everlasting God
Composer: Benjamin Milgrove
Lyricist: Christopher Batty
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
First published: 1771 in 12 Hymns
Description: The general congregation (sometimes divided into men and women) should sing the Air, accompanying harmonies to be taken by the choir.
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Original text and translations
English text
O Jesus, everlasting God,
Who once for sinners shed thy blood,
Upon Mount Calvary,
And finished there redemption's toil,
And made lost man thy happy spoil:
All glory be to Thee.
Fain would I think upon thy pain,
And find therein my life and gain,
And fix my heart and mind
Upon thy wounds, and dying love;
Nor from that point my heart remove,
But all my heaven there find.
Content and glad I'll ever be
To have salvation, Lord, from Thee,
Even as a sinner poor:
I nothing have, I nothing am;
My treasure's in the bleeding Lamb,
Both now and evermore.
The more, through grace, myself I know
The more content I am to bow,
And sink beneath thy cross;
And live by faith upon thy blood,
Waiting on Thee for every good,
And count my gain but loss.