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For the corn is withered.
For the corn is withered.
How do the beasts groan, because they have no pasture.
How do the beasts groan, because they have no pasture.
O Lord, to Thee will I cry,
For the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness,
And the flame hath burnt all the trees of the field.
The beasts of the  field cry also unto Thee,
For the rivers of water are [all] dried up.
Blow ye the trumpet, blow the trumpet,
Let the trumpet sound!
Blow the trumpet in Zion.
Sanctify a fast,
Call a solemn assembly.
Let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, weep
Between the porch and the altar,
And let them say,
O Lord, spare Thy people,
For wherefore shall the heathen say, where is now their God?
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Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2015-01-13).   Score information: Letter, 9 pages, 294 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Oval note edition. Several editing changes made; see page 9.

General Information

Title: Sanctify a fast
Composer: William Billings

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredAnthem

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1794

Description: Published in The Columbian Harmony, 1794, pp. 186-197. Words adapted by Billings from Joel chapters 1 and 2.

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Original text and translations

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Sanctify a fast,
Call a solemn assembly,
Gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land
   into the house of the Lord your God,
And cry unto the Lord,
The seed is rotten under the clods,
The barns are broken down,
For the corn is withered.
How do the beasts groan, because they have no pasture.
O Lord, to Thee will I cry,
For the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness,
And the flame hath burnt all the trees of the field.
The beasts of the field cry also unto Thee,
For the rivers of water are [all] dried up.
Blow ye the trumpet, blow the trumpet,
Let the trumpet sound!
Blow the trumpet in Zion.
Sanctify a fast,
Call a solemn assembly.
Let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, weep
Between the porch and the altar,
And let them say,
O Lord, spare Thy people,
For wherefore shall the heathen say, where is now their God?