Brecknock (Samuel Sebastian Wesley)
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CPDL #15401: NWC Source
- Editor: johnhenryfowler (submitted 2007-11-13). Score information: A4, 1 page, 29 kbytes Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: SATB version in English from CyberHymnal - File Sizes: PDF: 29 KB, MIDI: 3 KB, NWC: 2 KB
General Information
Title: Brecknock
Composer: Samuel Sebastian Wesley
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymns Meter: 88. 88. 88
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
Published: Lyrics: Ämilie Juliane, 1686 (Wer weiß, wie nahe mir mein Ende!); translated from German to English by Catherine Winkworth, Lyra Germanica, 1858; Tune: Brecknock - the European Psalmist, 1875.
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Original text and translations
English text
- 1.
- Who knows how near my end may be?
- Time speeds away, and death comes on;
- How swiftly, ah! how suddenly,
- May death be here, and life be gone!
- My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
- Thy peace may bless my dying day.
- 2.
- The world that smiled when morn was come
- May change for me ere close of eve;
- So long as earth is still my home
- In peril of my death I live;
- My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
- Thy peace may bless my dying day.
- 3.
- Teach me to ponder oft my end,
- And ere the hour of death appears,
- To cast my soul on Christ her Friend,
- Nor spare repentant cries and tears;
- My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
- Thy peace may bless my dying day.
- 4.
- And let me now so order all,
- That ever ready I may be,
- To say with joy, whate’er befall,
- Lord, do Thou as Thou wilt with me:
- My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
- Thy peace may bless my dying day.
- 5.
- O Father, cover all my sins
- With Jesus’ merits, who alone
- The pardon that I covet wins,
- And makes His long sought rest our own;
- My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
- Thy peace may bless my dying day.
- 6.
- Then death may come or tarry yet,
- I know in Christ I perish not;
- He never will His own forget,
- He gives me robes without a spot:
- My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
- Thy peace may bless my dying day.
- 7.
- And thus I live in God at peace,
- And die without a thought or fear,
- Content to take what God decrees,
- For through His Son my faith is clear;
- His grace shall be in death my stay,
- And peace shall bless my dying day.
Lyrics: Ämilie Juliane, 1686 (Wer weiß, wie nahe mir mein Ende!); translated from German to English by Catherine Winkworth, Lyra Germanica, 1858.