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l. View me Lord, a work of thine, | |||
Shall I then lie drown'd in night? | |||
Might thy grace in me but shine, | |||
I should seem made all of light. | |||
2. But my soul still surfeits so | |||
On the poison'd baits of sin, | |||
That I strange and ugly grow, | |||
All is dark, and foul with in. | |||
3. Cleanse me Lord that I may kneel | |||
At thine altar pure and white, | |||
They that once thy mercies feel, | |||
Gaze no more on earth's de light. | |||
4. Worldly joys like shadows fade, | |||
When the heav'nly light appears, | |||
But the cov'nants thou hast made | |||
Endless, know not days, nor years. | |||
5. In thy word Lord is my trust, | |||
To thy mercies fast I fly, | |||
Though I am but clay and dust, | |||
Yet thy grace can lift me high.}} | |||
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- Editor: Joseph Knapicius (submitted 2021-03-04). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 68 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Title: View me Lord, a work of thine
Composer: Thomas Campion
Lyricist: Thomas Campion
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 2021
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Original text and translations
English text
l. View me Lord, a work of thine,
Shall I then lie drown'd in night?
Might thy grace in me but shine,
I should seem made all of light.
2. But my soul still surfeits so
On the poison'd baits of sin,
That I strange and ugly grow,
All is dark, and foul with in.
3. Cleanse me Lord that I may kneel
At thine altar pure and white,
They that once thy mercies feel,
Gaze no more on earth's de light.
4. Worldly joys like shadows fade,
When the heav'nly light appears,
But the cov'nants thou hast made
Endless, know not days, nor years.
5. In thy word Lord is my trust,
To thy mercies fast I fly,
Though I am but clay and dust,
Yet thy grace can lift me high.