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==General Information== | ==General Information== |
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- CPDL #23452: Sibelius 4
- Editor: John K. Patterson (submitted 2011-05-01). Score information: Letter, 12 pages, 137 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
- Possible error(s) identified. Error summary: m129: “ness” should be a quarter, and “Thy” an eighth. See the discussion page for full description.
- Possible error(s) identified. Error summary: m3: The tenor first note should be D, not E-flat. See the discussion page for full description.
General Information
Title: Blessed City, Heavenly Salem
Composer: Edward Bairstow
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Anthem
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
Published: 1914
Description:
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Original text and translations
English text
Blessed city, heavenly Salem,
Vision dear of peace and love,
Who of living stones art builded
In the height of heaven above,
And by Angel hands apparelled,
As a bride doth earthward move;
Out of heaven from God descending,
New and ready to be wed
To thy Lord, whose love espoused thee,
Fair adorned shalt thou be led;
All thy gates and all thy bulwarks
Of pure gold are fashioned.
Bright thy gates of pearl are shining;
They are open evermore;
And their well-earned rest attaining
Thither faithful souls do soar,
Who for Christ's dear Name in this world
Pain and tribulation bore.
Many a blow and biting sculpture
Polished well those stones elect,
In their places now compacted
By the heavenly Architect,
Nevermore to leave the Temple
Which with them the Lord hath decked.
To this Temple, where we call Thee,
Come, O Lord of hosts, today;
With Thy wonted loving kindness,
Hear Thy servants as they pray;
And Thy fullest benediction
Shed within its walls alway.
Amen.