King of glory, King of peace (Joseph David Jones)

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  • (Posted 2020-11-25)  CPDL #61665:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2020-11-25).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 45 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn with four-part harmony and underlaid words in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard
  • (Posted 2020-11-25)  CPDL #61664:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2020-11-25).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 104 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard, melody with words.

General Information

Title: King of glory, King of peace
Composer: Joseph David Jones
Tune: Gwalchmai
Lyricist: George Herbert

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 74. 74. D

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella or keyboard

First published:
  2nd published: 1983 in Hymns Ancient and Modern, New Standard, no. 194
Description: 

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Original text and translations

English.png English text

King of glory, King of peace,
I will love thee;
and, that love may never cease,
I will move thee.
Thou hast granted my request,
thou hast heard me;
thou didst note my working breast,
thou hast spared me.

Wherefore with my utmost art
I will sing thee,
and the cream of all my heart
I will bring thee.
Though my sins against me cried,
thou didst clear me,
and alone, when they replied,
thou didst hear me.

Seven whole days, not one in seven,
I will praise thee;
in my heart, though not in heaven,
I can raise thee.
Small it is, in this poor sort
to enrol thee:
e’en eternity’s too short
to extol thee.