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{{Instruments|A cappella}}
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{{Pub|1|1793|in ''[[The Union Harmony (Oliver Holden)|The Union Harmony]]''|vol=Volume 1|pg=103}}
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{{Descr|Words by Isaac Watts, 1711, Hymn 122 of Book 2.}}
'''Description:''' Words by Isaac Watts, 1711, Hymn 122 of Book 2.
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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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  • (Posted 2014-11-02)  CPDL #33263:       
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-11-02).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 27 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
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  • (Posted 2014-11-02)  CPDL #33264:     
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-11-02).   Score information: 7 x 10 in (landscape), 1 page, 63 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape).

General Information

Title: Lynnfield
First Line: My God, permit me not to be
Composer: Oliver Holden
Lyricist: Isaac Watts

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: Sacred   Meter: 88. 88 (L.M.)

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1793 in The Union Harmony, Volume 1, p. 103
Description: Words by Isaac Watts, 1711, Hymn 122 of Book 2.

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Original text and translations

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My God, permit me not to be
A stranger to myself and thee;
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove,
Forgetful of my highest love.

Why should my passions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heavenly birth?
Why should I cleave to things below,
And let my God, my Savior, go?

Call me away from flesh and sense,
One sovereign word can draw me thence;
I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys resign.

Be earth with all her scenes withdrawn,
Let noise and vanity begone;
In secret silence of the mind
My heaven, and there my God, I find.