- (Posted 2015-03-04) CPDL #34717:
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2015-03-04). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 68 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Oval note edition. Published in 1786 with first stanza of Relly's hymn; added the other nine below.
- (Posted 2015-03-04) CPDL #34718:
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2015-03-04). Score information: 7 x 10 in (landscape), 1 page, 55 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape). Published in 1786 with first stanza of Relly's hymn; added the other nine below.
First Line: Jesus, Thy name we praise
Composer: William Billings
Lyricist: James Relly
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred Meter: 664. 10 10
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1786 in The Suffolk Harmony
Description: Published in The Suffolk Harmony, 1786, p. 47. Words by James Relly, 1776, his Hymn 68.
Original text and translations
Hymn LXVIII. Who was delivered for our offenses, and was raised again for our justification, Rom. iv. 25.
Jesus, Thy name we praise!
To Thee our songs we raise:
Hail! holy Lamb;
Thou hast redeem'd us,
Greatly esteem'd us,
Witness thy Sacrifice, Torment and Shame.
When we were lost in sin,
Unholy and unclean,
Unmeet for God:
Now, and forever, from Hell, by Thy blood!
When thou did man become,
Our state thou did assume,
Thou wast made sin;
All our uncleanness
Lust, pride, and enmity thou did take in.
Thou wast made man, with all
His miseries by the fall;
Faithful to God;
All the out-pouring
Of infinite punishment, suffering to blood.
Humbling Thyself to death,
Thou did resign Thy breath,
Tortured with pain:
God had declared
Man once ensnared
Surely should die the death; this was sin's gain.
Here was our Sin destroyed;
Our enemies annoyed,
When Jesus died.
Sighing, and groaning,
Sin was condemned and slain in His side.
When the third morn was come,
Then did Thou leave the tomb,
Ceased all Thy woes;
Openly triumphing over thy foes.
Lo! Hence our joys begin,
We see Thee, without sin,
Holy and bright;
Thy resurrection for man brought to light.
'Twas then the Father spoke,
His awful silence broke,
Thou art my Son,
Worthy My favor,
Only begotten, come sit on my throne.
Hail! Son of Mary, hail!
Our songs shall never fail
While grace doth shine:
Ever shall pay Thee, Thou Saviour divine.