Bensalem (Oliver Holden)

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• (Posted 2016-01-09)  CPDL #38121:       

Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2016-01-09).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 66 kB   Copyright: Public Domain

Edition notes: Oval note edition. A minor edit, otherwise as written in 1806. All seven stanzas included. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.

• (Posted 2016-01-09)  CPDL #38119:   

Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2016-01-09).   Score information: Unknown, 1 page, 61 kB   Copyright: Public Domain

Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape). All seven stanzas included.

General Information

Title: Bensalem
First Line: Jesus! and shall it ever be
Composer: Oliver Holden
Lyricists: Joseph Grigg and Benjamin Francis

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: Sacred   Meter: 88. 88 (L.M.)

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

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Description: Published in The Psalmodist's Assistant, 1806, p. 98.}}

Description: Words byJoseph Grigg, 1765, amended by Benjamin Francis, 1787. The version that Holden apparently used, which appears below, is that printed in Rippon's Selection, 1787, with seven stanzas.

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Original text and translations

English text 1. Jesus! and shall it ever be A mortal man ashamed of thee! Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days! 2. Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star; He sheds the beams of light divine, O'er this benighted soul of mine.

3. Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon; 'Tis midnight with my soul till he Bright morning-star bid darkness flee. 4. Ashamed of Jesus! that dear friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend! No, when I blush – be this my shame – That I no more revere his name.

5. Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6. 'Til then – nor is my boasting vain – Till then, I boast a Savior slain! And O, may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me!

7. His institutions would I prize, Take up the cross, my shame despise; Dare to defend his noble cause, And yield obedience to his laws.