My soul oppressed with care (William Byrd)

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Editor: David Fraser (submitted 2003-11-09).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 108 kB    Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Revised March 2008

General Information

Title: My soul oppressed with care
Composer: William Byrd

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SATTB

Genre: SacredPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: Psalmes, sonnets & songs... (1588), no. 3

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Original text and translations

English My soule opprest with care and griefe, doth cleave unto the dust: O quicken mee after thy woord, for therein doe I trust.

My waies unto thee have I shew’d, thou answerest mee againe: Teach mee thy law and so I shall, bee eased of my paine.

The way of thy commandments Lord, make mee to understand: And I will muse uppon the power And wonders of thy hand.

My heart doth melt and pine away, for verie paine and griefe: O, raise mee up, after thy word And send mee some reliefe.

All falsehood, and false waies O Lord, doe thou from mee remove: And graunt mee grace to know thy law And onely that to love.

The way of truth I choose to tread, to keepe my life in awe: And see before me as a marke, Thy sacred woord and law.'n

I cleave, O Lord, unto all things, witnessed by thy speech: Whereof that I repent mee not I humbly thee beseech.

When that my heart thou shalt enlarge, to seeke and run the waies: Of thy precepts, I will not faile, the length of all my daies.

Metrical version of Psalm 119: 25-32 text[[Category:English My soule opprest with care and griefe, doth cleave unto the dust: O quicken mee after thy woord, for therein doe I trust.

My waies unto thee have I shew’d, thou answerest mee againe: Teach mee thy law and so I shall, bee eased of my paine.

The way of thy commandments Lord, make mee to understand: And I will muse uppon the power And wonders of thy hand.

My heart doth melt and pine away, for verie paine and griefe: O, raise mee up, after thy word And send mee some reliefe.

All falsehood, and false waies O Lord, doe thou from mee remove: And graunt mee grace to know thy law And onely that to love.

The way of truth I choose to tread, to keepe my life in awe: And see before me as a marke, Thy sacred woord and law.'n

I cleave, O Lord, unto all things, witnessed by thy speech: Whereof that I repent mee not I humbly thee beseech.

When that my heart thou shalt enlarge, to seeke and run the waies: Of thy precepts, I will not faile, the length of all my daies.

Metrical version of Psalm 119: 25-32 texts]]