O all ye people, clap your hands, Z 138 (Henry Purcell)
- (Posted 2017-07-19) CPDL #45519:
- Editor: Raymond Nagem (submitted 2017-07-19). Score information: Letter, 10 pages, 143 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Edited from British Library Add. MS MS 30930, f. 4r-5v. Contains an editorial realization of the continuo part.
Title: O all ye people, clap your hands, Z 138
Composer: Henry Purcell
Text: Psalm 47:1–8, paraphrased by John Patrick
Original text and translations
O all ye people, clap your hands
And make a cheerful noise;
With acclamations to your God
Declare your inward joys.
His high perfections proclaim
Him greatly to be fear'd;
This King of all the world commands
Your honour and regard.
In a triumphant state our Lord
Is gone above the skies:
Trumpet proclaim our joys, and all
Applaud his victories.
Sing cheerful praises to our God,
Sing praises to our King;
He is Lord of all the Earth; his praise
With understanding sing.
God o'er the heathen people reigns,
And in that throne is plac't
Where he in glory sits, and thence
Shall judge the world at last.
Original text and translations may be found at Psalm 47.