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{{Editor|Barry Johnston|2014-05-10}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter|1|36}}{{Copy|Public Domain}}
{{Editor|Barry Johnston|2014-05-10}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter|1|36}}{{Copy|Public Domain}}
:'''Edition notes:''' Oval-note edition.
:'''Edition notes:''' Oval-note edition.
*{{NewWork|2014-05-10}} {{CPDLno|31955}} [{{filepath:ConquestBillings1786a.pdf}} {{pdf}}]
{{Editor|Barry Johnston|2014-05-10}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter (landscape)|1|36}}{{Copy|Public Domain}}
:'''Edition notes:''' Music as in 1786, note shapes added (4-shape).  Stanzas 2 and 3 from Relly 1758, Hymn 94.


==General Information==
==General Information==

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CPDL #31954:  Icon_pdf.gif 
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-05-10).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 36 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Oval-note edition.
CPDL #31955:  Icon_pdf.gif 
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-05-10).   Score information: Letter (landscape), 1 page, 36 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Music as in 1786, note shapes added (4-shape). Stanzas 2 and 3 from Relly 1758, Hymn 94.

General Information

Title: Conquest
Composer: William Billings
Lyricist: James Relly

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredHymn

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1786

Description: Words by James Relly, 1758, his Hymn 94.

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Original text and translations

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Sing the triumphs of your conquering
head, and crucified King ;
His achievements, when he vanquished
All our enemies, we'll sing :

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Glory, Glory, Lord, be thine.

Far above the highest Heaven
Thus he gloriously ascends,
Where the honor's to him given,
Every thought of man transcends.

There, exalted, live and reign, while
We admire thy wounds and blood,
Till we see thee come again, in
All the pomp and power of God.