Thy chast'ning wrath, O Lord, restrain (Hugh Bond)

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  • CPDL #23681:        (Sibelius 6)
Editor: Edmund Gooch (submitted 2011-06-06).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 40 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Original clefs treble, alto, tenor, bass, bass. The symphonies are printed on two staves (treble and bass) in the source: the two treble lines have been separated in the present edition. The first verse only of the text is underlaid in the source, with two further verses printed after the music: these have been underlaid editorially. The first note of bar 6 should be sung as a crotchet in the first and second verses, and as a quaver followed by a quaver rest (as shown in small notes in the present edition) in the third verse. The soprano C and tenor E on beat 2 of bar 10 are printed in the source as small notes, and have been written out in full in the present edition.
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General Information

Title: Thy chast'ning wrath, O Lord, restrain
Composer: Hugh Bond
Lyricists: Nahum Tate and Nicholas Brady (from A new version of the psalms of David)

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

Language: English
Instruments: Basso continuo

First published: 1776 in Twelve Hymns and Four Anthems, no. H7, p. 16-17

Description: Setting of verses from Psalm 38 in the metrical New Version (text by Tate and Brady), by Hugh Bond. Hymn Tune Index tune number 3823.

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Original text and translations

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Thy chast'ning wrath, O Lord, restrain,
Though I deserve it all:
Nor let at once on me the storm
Of thy displeasure fall.
In ev'ry wretched part of me
Thy arrows deep remain:
Thy heavy hand's afflicting weight
I can no more sustain.

My flesh is one continued wound,
Thy wrath so fiercely glows:
Betwixt my punishment and guilt
My bones have no repose.
My sins, which to a deluge swell,
My sinking head o'erflow,
And for my feeble strength to bear,
Too vast a burden grow.

Ev'n they whom I obliged return
My kindness with despite,
And are my enemies, because
I choose the path that's right.
Forsake me not, O Lord my God,
Nor far from me depart:
Make haste to my relief, O thou
Who my salvation art.