Gospel Voice (Oliver Holden)

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  • (Posted 2015-12-12)  CPDL #37832:       
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2015-12-12).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 70 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Oval note edition, as written in 1806. All four stanzas of Boden's hymn included.
  • (Posted 2015-12-12)  CPDL #37831:     
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2015-12-12).   Score information: 7 x 10 inches (landscape), 1 page, 66 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape). All four stanzas of Boden's hymn included.

General Information

Title: Gospel Voice
First Line: Ye dying sons of men
Composer: Oliver Holden
Lyricist: James Boden

Number of voices: 2,4vv   Voicings: SB, TB or SATB
Genre: Sacred   Meter: 66. 66. 88

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1806 in The Young Convert's Companion for two parts, no. 15
    2nd published: 1806 in The Psalmodist's Assistant, Edition 2, no. 87
Description: Words by James Boden, 1777, entitled There Yet is Room for Sinners, with four stanzas. There are several versions of this hymn; appearing here is an early version, from the second edition of Boden's book, 1803.

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Original text and translations

English.png English text

1. Ye dying sons of men,
Immersed in sin and woe, (1)
The gospel's voice attend,
While Jesus sends to you:
Ye perishing and guilty come,
In Jesus’ arms there yet is room.

2. No longer now delay,
Nor vain excuses frame;
He bids you come today,
Though poor, and blind, and lame:
All things are ready, sinners come,
For every trembling soul there's room.

 

3. Believe the heavenly word
His messengers proclaim;
He is a gracious Lord,
And faithful is his name:
Backsliding souls, return and come,
Cast off despair, there yet is room.

4. Compelled by bleeding love,
Ye wandering sheep draw near;
Christ calls you from above,
His charming accents hear!
Let whosoever will now come:
In mercy's arms there still is room.

(1) Originally Immerg’d, now archaic.