Thrice-holy Name! (Joseph Barnby)

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  • (Posted 2018-12-10)  CPDL #52581:         
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2018-12-10).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 73 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Transcribed from the edition on IMSLP. Note values halved.

General Information

Title: Thrice-holy Name!
Tune: Nomen Tersanctum
Composer: Joseph Barnby
Lyricist: Francis Turner Palgrave

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 88. 88. 88. 88. 88

Language: English
Instruments: Organ

First published: 1897 in Hymn Tunes, no. 192, p. 114
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Original text and translations

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1. Thrice-holy name! that sweeter sounds
Than streams which down the valley run,
And tells of more than human love,
And more than human power, in one:
First from the gracious herald heard,
Heard since through all the choirs on high;
O child of Mary, Son of God,
Eternal, hear Thy children’s cry!

R: While at the blessèd name we bow,
Lord Jesus, be among us now!


2. Within our dim-eyed souls call up
The vision of Thine earthly years;
The mount of the transfigured form;
The garden of the bitter tears;
The cross upreared in darkening skies;
The thorn-wreathed head, the bleeding side;
And whisper in the heart, For you,
For you, I left the Heav’ns, and died. R:


3. Ah! with faith’s inward piercing eye
The riven rock-hewn bed we see,
Whence Thou in triumph hast gone forth
By death from death to make us free!
And when on earth’s last awful day
The judgment-seat of God shall shine,
Lift Thou our trembling eyes to read
In Thy dear face the mercy-sign. R: