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CPDL #33926:
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-12-29). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 34 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Oval note edition.
CPDL #33927:
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-12-29). Score information: Unknown, 1 page, 65 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape).
General Information
Title: Providence
First Line: Who shall the Lord's elect condemn
Composer: William Billings
Lyricist: Isaac Watts
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn Meter: 88. 88 (L.M.)
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
Published: 1770
Description: First published in The New-England Psalm-Singer, 1770, p. 78, with words referenced in an appendix (see Kroeger 1981), Isaac Watts, 1709, his Hymn 14 of Book 1.
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Original text and translations
English text
Who shall the Lord's elect condemn?
'Tis God that justifies their souls;
And mercy, like a mighty stream,
O'er all their sins divinely rolls.
Who shall adjudge the saints to hell?
'Tis Christ that suffered in their stead;
And, the salvation to fulfill,
Behold him rising from the dead!
He lives! he lives and sits above,
For ever interceding there:
Who shall divide us from his love?
Or what should tempt us to despair?
Shall persecution, or distress,
Famine, or sword, or nakedness?
He that hath loved us bears us through,
And makes us more than conquerors too.
Faith hath an overcoming power;
It triumphs in the dying hour:
Christ is our life, our joy, our hope,
Nor can we sink with such a prop.
Not all that men on earth can do,
Nor powers on high, nor powers below,
Shall cause his mercy to remove,
Or wean our hearts from Christ our love.