Easter Anthem (William Billings)

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  • (Posted 2010-09-25)  CPDL #22281:  Icon_pdf_globe.gif Icon_snd_globe.gif Icon_ly_ext.png
Editor: Michael Lauer (submitted 2010-09-11).   Score information: Letter, 5 pages, 127 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Includes section added after initial publication.
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Editor: Michael Lauer (submitted 2007-12-11).   Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 152 kB   Copyright: Personal
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Editor: Rafael Ornes (submitted 1999-05-28).   Score information: Letter, 5 pages, 88 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: revised 07-Apr-2000. Finale file is zipped.

General Information

Title: Easter Anthem
First Line: The Lord is risen indeed
Composer: William Billings

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredAnthem

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

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Description: First published as a separate in 1787 (see Kroeger 1987).

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References

  • Kroeger, Karl. 1987. William Billings' Anthem For Easter: The Persistence of an Early American "hit". Proceedings of the American Antiquarian Society 1987, pp. 105-128.

Original text and translations

Text arranged from Edward Young's "The Complaint", or "Night Thoughts", "Night Four", 1741-44

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The Lord is ris'n indeed,
Hallelujah.
Now is Christ risen from the dead,
and become the first fruits of them that slept.
Hallelujah.
And did He rise?
Hear, O ye nations, hear it, O ye dead.
He rose, He burst the bars of death,
He burst the bars of death and triumph'd o'er the grave.
Then I rose,
then first humanity triumphant passed the crystal ports of light,
and seiz'd eternal youth.
Man, all immortal hail, hail,
Heaven, all lavish of strange gifts to man,
Thine's all the glory, man's the boundless bliss.