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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2018-12-19). Score information: A4, 1 page, 49 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: Thou art gone to the grave
Composer: Joseph Barnby
Lyricist: Reginald Heber
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn Meter: 13 11. 13 11
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
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English text
1. Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee;
Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb;
The Saviour has passed through its portals before thee,
And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom,
2. Thou art gone to the grave; we no longer behold thee,
Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side;
But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee
And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died.
3. Thou art gone to the grave, and thy cradle's forsaken.
With us thy fond spirit did not tarry long,
But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright on thy waking,
And the sound thou didst hear was the seraphim's song.
4. Thou art gone to the grave, but 'twere wrong to deplore thee,
When God was thy ransom, and guardian, and guide.
He gave thee, and took thee, and soon will restore thee,
Where death hath no sting, since the Saviour hath died.