Burlington (Daniel Read)

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  • (Posted 2014-07-05)  CPDL #32386:       
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-07-05).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 29 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Oval-note edition. The three other stanzas from Whitefield's hymn added below. Re-formatted 2015-08-12.
  • (Posted 2014-05-02)  CPDL #31811:     
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-05-02).   Score information: Letter (landscape), 1 page, 25 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape). The three other stanzas from Whitefield's hymn added below. Re-formatted 2015-08-12.

General Information

Title: Burlington
First Line: Disciples of Christ, ye friends of the Lamb
Composer: Daniel Read
Lyricist: George Whitefield

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred   Meter: 10 10. 11 11 (55. 55. 65. 65)

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1785 in The American Singing-Book, Edition 1
Description: Words by George Whitefield, 1758, his hymn 130, with four stanzas.

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Original text and translations

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1. Disciples of Christ,
Ye friends of the Lamb,
Attend and assist
In singing His fame;
Eternal thanksgiving
The faithful should pay,
The living, the living,
As we do this day.


2. A body of clay
He humbly put on,
And then took away
The sin we had done;
And in it endured
The wrath to us due,
The curse we incurred,
Our stripes and our woe.


3. Not only He died,
But also arose,
Laid weakness aside,
And ever His foes
(Sin, death, and the Devil)
He triumphed o’er,
And every evil,
Dominion and power.


4. O merciful Lamb,
Who sits on the throne,
We bow at Thy name,
We count Thee alone
Deserving our blessing,
And blessing we’ll give,
Without ever ceasing,
So long as we live.