Miles' Lane (William Shrubsole)

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  • (Posted 2020-11-16)  CPDL #61474:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2020-11-16).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 42 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn with four-part harmony and underlaid words in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard
  • (Posted 2020-11-16)  CPDL #61473:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2020-11-16).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 101 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard, melody with words.
  • (Posted 2007-12-22)  CPDL #15705:     
Editor: Tim Henderson (submitted 2007-12-22).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 55 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: harmonised by W.H. Kearns from The Comprehensive TuneBook

General Information

Title: Miles' Lane
Composer: William Shrubsole
Tune: Miles Lane
Lyricist: Edward Perronet

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn setting   Meter: 86. 86 (C.M.)
Instruments: A cappella or keyboard

First published:
    2nd published: 1983 in Hymns Ancient and Modern, New Standard, no. 140
Description: 

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Original text and translations

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All hail the power of Jesus’ name!
let angels prostrate fall;
bring forth the royal diadem
and crown him Lord of all.

Crown him, ye morning stars of light,
who fixed this floating ball;
now hail the Strength of Israel’s might,
and crown him Lord of all.

Crown him, ye martyrs of your God,
who from his altar call;
extol the Stem-of-Jesse’s Rod,
and crown him Lord of all.

Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race,
ye ransomed of the fall,
hail him who saves you by his grace,
and crown him Lord of all.

Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
the wormwood and the gall,
go spread your trophies at his feet,
and crown him Lord of all.

Let every tribe and every tongue
before him prostrate fall,
and shout in universal song
the crownèd Lord of all.