My God, how wonderful thou art (James Turle)

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• (Posted 2020-11-10)  CPDL #61309:       

Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2020-11-10).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 46 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 2020-11-10)  CPDL #61308:       

Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2020-11-10).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 70 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: The hymn in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard, melody with words.

• (Posted 2016-11-25)  CPDL #42052:         

Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2016-11-25).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 28 kB   Copyright: CPDL

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General Information

Title: My God, how wonderful thou art
Composer: James Turle
Tune: Westminster (St Margaret)
Lyricist: Frederick William Faber

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn   Meter: 86. 86 (C.M.)

Language: English
Instruments: Organ

First published:
    2nd published: 1983 in Hymns Ancient and Modern, New Standard, no. 102
Description: Descants to the hymn are available by Alan Gray and Geoffrey Shaw.

Original text and translations

English text

1  My God, how wonderful thou art, Thy majesty how bright, How beautiful thy mercy-seat, In depths of burning light! 2  How dread are thine eternal years, O everlasting Lord, By prostrate spirits day and night Incessantly adored! 3  How wonderful, how beautiful, The sight of thee must be, Thine endless wisdom, boundless power,  And aweful purity!

4  O how I fear thee, living God, With deepest, tenderest fears, And worship thee with trembling hope, And penitential tears. 5  Yet I may love thee too, O Lord, Almighty as thou art, For thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart.

6  No earthly father loves like thee, No mother, e'er so mild, Bears and forbears as thou hast done With me, thy sinful child. 7  Father of Jesus, love's reward, What rapture it will be, Prostrate before thy throne to lie, And gaze and gaze on thee!