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Editor: F. L. Dunkin Wedd (submitted 2008-10-22).   Score information: A4, 7 pages, 176 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Version in G minor.
Editor: Joachim Kelecom (submitted 2007-12-04).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 76 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Transposed one step up (original in d) - most ficta is editorial. The Allegro file may be read by Allegro 2007 or Finale 2007.

General Information

Title: O Lord, in thee is all my trust
Composer: Thomas Tallis

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

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1565

Description: Anthem for Evensong, first appeared in 1565 in John Day's certaine notes set forth in foure and three partes

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Original text and translations

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O Lord, in thee is all my trust.
Give ear unto my woeful cries.
Refuse me not, that am unjust,
but bowing down thy heav’nly eyes,
behold how I do still lament
my sins wherein I thee offend.
O Lord, for them shall I be shent,
sith thee to please I do intend?

No, no, not so! Thy will is bent
to deal with sinners in thine ire:
but when in heart they shall repent
thou grant’st with speed their just desire.
To thee therefore still shall I cry,
to wash away my sinful crime.
Thy blood, O Lord, is not yet dry,
but that it may help me in time.

Haste now, O Lord, haste now, I say,
to pour on me the gifts of grace
that when this life must flit away
in heav’n with thee I may have place
where thou dost reign eternally
with God which once did down thee send,
where angels sing continually.
To thee be praise, world without end. Amen.