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- Editor: Tulipo Petressian (submitted 2016-01-09). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 74 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
- Editor: Edmund Gooch (submitted 2011-09-19). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 41 kB Copyright: Public Domain
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- Editor: Helmut Kickton (submitted 2004-03-13). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 80 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: with editor's string, brass parts
General Information
Title: How oft, instinct with warmth divine
Composer: Joseph Haydn
Lyricist: James Merrick, on Psalm 26
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: SAB
Genre: Sacred, Anthem, Hymn Meter: 86. 86 (C.M.)
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1794 in Improved Psalmody, p. 96
Description: A through-composed setting by Haydn of verses from James Merrick's metrical version of Ps. 26, from p96 of William Dechair Tattersall's collection Improved Psalmody (London: 1794).
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Original text and translations
Original text and translations may be found at Psalm 26.
English text
How oft, instinct with warmth divine,
Thy threshold have I trod!
How loved the courts, whose walls inshrine
The glory of my God!
O let me not, the vengeance share,
That waits the guilty tribe,
Whose murth'rous hands each mischief dare,
And grasp the offered bribe.
But pour, O pour, while thus I thread
The path by thee prepared,
Thy beams of mercy on my head,
And round me plant a guard.
Thou, Lord, my steps hast fixed aright,
And pleased shalt hear my tongue
With Israel's thankful sons unite
To form the festal song.