Redemption (Asahel Benham)

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• (Posted 2018-05-09)  CPDL #49586:       

Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2018-05-09).   Score information: Letter, 3 pages, 80 kB   Copyright: Public Domain

Edition notes: Transcribed from Asahel Benham's Social Harmony, 1798. Oval note edition, as written in 1798.

• (Posted 2018-05-09)  CPDL #49585:       

Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2018-05-09).   Score information: 7 x 10 inches (landscape), 3 pages, 83 kB   Copyright: Public Domain

Edition notes: Transcribed from Asahel Benham's Social Harmony, 1798. Note shapes added (4-shape).

• (Posted 2000-11-27)  CPDL #01701: 

Editor: Christopher R. Baker (submitted 2000-11-27).   Copyright: CC BY 1.0

Edition notes: Transcribed from Repository of Sacred Music, Part Second (1820), originally shape note. This is the short version of Asahel Benham's arrangement.

General Information

Title: Redemption
First Line: Hark, hark, glad tidings charm our ears
Composer: Joseph Stephenson
Arranger: Asahel Benham
Lyricist: Anonymous

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Anthem

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1798 Arranged by Asahel Benham in Social Harmony, pp. 54-56
Description: Attributed to Joseph Stephenson (1723-1810) by Karen Willard in An American Christmas Harp, 2009. Benham's arrangement was shortened (first 38 measures) by Wyeth in Repository of Sacred Music in 1820, repeated by William Walker in Southern Harmony, 1835. Walker's short version is often reproduced in American tunebooks. Words by an unknown author.

Original text and translations

English text Hark, hark, glad tidings charm our ears, Angelic music fills the spheres; Earth spread the sound with decent mirth, A God is born on earth! A God is born, the valleys cry; A God is born, the hills reply; Evening repeats to wondering morn, A God on earth is born!

Our frailties long he deigned to share, The Heir of heaven, of pain the heir. By miracles his power he proved; Preached, fasted, wept, sighed, groaned, and died. He lived that men might live in peace, He died that death and sin might cease. He rose to prove to hell's fierce power Blessed immortality is ours. O may we strive like him to live, Our friends esteem, our foes forgive; Our country love, our God adore, Till sin and death shall reign no more.