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CPDL #32560:  Icon_pdf.gif [1] Icon_snd.gif] 
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-07-28).   Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 44 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Oval-note edition.
CPDL #32561:  Icon_pdf.gif 
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-07-28).   Score information: Letter (landscape), 2 pages, 50 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape).

General Information

Title: Pembrook
Composer: Daniel Read
Lyricist: Isaac Watts

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredHymn

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1785

Description: Words by Isaac Watts, 1719, adaptation of Psalms 17 and 19.

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Original text and translations

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Arise, my gracious God,
And make the wicked flee;
They are but thy chastising rod,
To drive thy saints to thee.

Behold, the sinner dies,
His haughty words are vain;
Here in this life his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.

Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store;
The Lord is my inheritance,
My soul can wish no more.

I hear thy word with love,
And I would fain obey:
Send thy good Spirit from above
To guide me, lest I stray.

O who can ever find
The errors of his ways?
Yet with a bold, presumptuous mind
I would not dare transgress.

While with my heart and tongue
I spread thy praise abroad,
Accept the worship and the song,
My Savior and my God.