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Shall redden this innocent clay;
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Extinct is the animal flame,
Extinct is the animal flame,
And passion is vanished away.
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General Information

Title: Savannah
First Line: Ah! Lovely appearance of death
Composer: William Billings
Lyricist: George Whitefield

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 88. 88 (L.M.)

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1778

Description: Published in The Singing Master's Assistant, 1778, p. 3. Words by George Whitefield, 1753, his Hymn 48.

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Original text and translations

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[Excerpts]
Ah! Lovely appearance of death,
No sight upon earth is so fair;
Not all the gay pageants that breathe
Can with a dead body compare.

How blest is our brother, bereft
Of all that could burden his mind.
How easy the soul that has left
This wearisome body behind!

This earth is afflicted no more
With sickness, or shaken with pain;
The war in the members is o'er,
And never shall vex him again.

No anger henceforward, or shame,
Shall redden this innocent clay;
Extinct is the animal flame,
And passion is vanished away.