Torbay (Samuel Webbe Jr.)

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Editor: Tim Henderson (added 2007-11-17).   Score information: A4, 1 pages, kbytes   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: set to the text "Awake, my soul, and with the sun thy daily stage of duty run" in Webbe, Samuel, jun.. A Collection of Psalm Tunes intermixed with airs, adapted from Haydn, Purcell, Handel, Corelli, &c. Ed.3. London: Clementi & Co., [c.1816]. Hymn tune is Ades­te Fi­de­les, at­trib­ut­ed var­i­ous­ly to John Wade, John Reading, or Simao Portogallo.

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Title: Torbay
Composer: Samuel Webbe (Jnr.)

Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymns,     Meter:   (12.12.12.7.7.12)

Language: English
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Interesting note about the lyrics at Cyber Hymnal:

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/a/w/awakemys.htm

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Original text and translations

English text

1.

Awake, my soul, and with the sun

Thy daily stage of duty run;

Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise,

To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2.

Thy precious time misspent, redeem,

Each present day thy last esteem,

Improve thy talent with due care;

For the great day thyself prepare.

3.

By influence of the Light divine

Let thy own light to others shine.

Reflect all Heaven’s propitious ways

In ardent love, and cheerful praise.

4.

In conversation be sincere;

Keep conscience as the noontide clear;

Think how all seeing God thy ways

And all thy secret thoughts surveys.

5.

Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,

And with the angels bear thy part,

Who all night long unwearied sing

High praise to the eternal King.:

6.

All praise to Thee, who safe has kept

And hast refreshed me while I slept

Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake

I may of endless light partake.

7.

Heav’n is, dear Lord, where’er Thou art,

O never then from me depart;

For to my soul ’tis hell to be

But for one moment void of Thee.

8.

Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;

Disperse my sins as morning dew.

Guard my first springs of thought and will,

And with Thyself my spirit fill.

9.

Direct, control, suggest, this day,

All I design, or do, or say,

That all my powers, with all their might,

In Thy sole glory may unite.

10.

I would not wake nor rise again

And Heaven itself I would disdain,

Wert Thou not there to be enjoyed,

And I in hymns to be employed.

11.

Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;

Praise Him, all creatures here below;

Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Lyrics: Thom­as Ken, Man­u­al of Pray­ers for the Use of the Schol­ars of Win­ches­ter Col­lege, 1674.