Orringford (Samuel Holyoke)

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  • (Posted 2016-10-18)  CPDL #41472:       
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2016-10-18).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 35 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Oval note edition, as written in 1807. All five stanzas of Doddridge's hymn included. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
  • (Posted 2016-10-18)  CPDL #41471:   
Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2016-10-18).   Score information: 7 x 10 inches (landscape), 1 page, 64 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape). All five stanzas of Doddridge's hymn included.

General Information

Title: Orringford
First Line: Alas, how fast our moments fly
Composer: Samuel Holyoke
Lyricist: Philip Doddridge

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: STB

Genre: Sacred   Meter: 86. 86 (C.M.)

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1807 in The Vocal Companion, p. 52

Description: Words by Philip Doddridge, 1755, hymn entitled Misimproved Privileges, and Disappointed Hopes, with five stanzas.

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Original text and translations

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1. Alas, how fast our moments fly!
How short our months appear!
How swift through various seasons hastes
The still-revolving year!

2. Season of grace, and days of hope,
While Jesus waiting stands,
And spreads the blessings of his love
With wide-extended hands.

 

3. But O! how slow our stupid souls
These blessings to secure!
Blessings, which through eternal years
Unwithering shall endure.

4. Beneath the word of life we die;
We starve amidst our store;
And what salvation should impart
Heightens our ruin more.

 

5. Pity this madness, God of love,
And make us truly wise:
So from the pregnant seeds of grace
Shall glorious harvests rise.