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==Music files==
==Music files==
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*{{PostedDate|2016-10-09}} {{CPDLno|41382}} [http://www.notamos.co.uk/146644.shtml {{net}}]  
*{{PostedDate|2016-10-09}} {{CPDLno|41382}} [http://www.notamos.co.uk/146644.shtml {{net}}]
{{Editor|Christopher Shaw|2016-10-09}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|8|99}}{{Copy|Personal}}
{{Editor|Christopher Shaw|2016-10-09}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|8|99}}{{Copy|Personal}}
:'''Edition notes:''' Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download. {{KbdRed}} Knapp's constituency was country (predominantly organless) parishes. The reduction provided with the current edition is best reserved for rehearsal use only.
:{{EdNotes|Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download. {{KbdRed}} Knapp's constituency was country (predominantly organless) parishes. The reduction provided with the current edition is best reserved for rehearsal use only.}}


==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Is there not an appointed time?''<br>
{{Title|''Is there not an appointed time?''}}
{{Composer|William Knapp}}
{{Composer|William Knapp}}
{{Lyricist|Job ch.7, v. 1,3-7,9,16,21}}
{{Lyricist|Job ch.7, v. 1,3-7,9,16,21}}


{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br>
{{Voicing|4|SATB}}
{{Genre|Sacred|Anthems}}
{{Genre|Sacred|Anthems}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Instruments|A cappella}}
{{Instruments|A cappella}}
{{Published|}} 1738
{{Pub|1|}} 1738
 
{{Descr|"An anthem taken out of the seventh chapter of Job. Proper for funerals" }}
'''Description:'''  "An anthem taken out of the seventh chapter of Job. Proper for funerals"
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'''External websites:'''
 
==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English|
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O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
For now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.}}  
For now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.}}


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Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2016-10-09).   Score information: A4, 8 pages, 99 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download. Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score. Knapp's constituency was country (predominantly organless) parishes. The reduction provided with the current edition is best reserved for rehearsal use only.

General Information

Title: Is there not an appointed time?
Composer: William Knapp
Lyricist: Job ch.7, v. 1,3-7,9,16,21create page

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredAnthem

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published:
1738 Description: "An anthem taken out of the seventh chapter of Job. Proper for funerals"

External websites:

Original text and translations

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Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
I'm made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
When I lie down I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? I'm full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and become loathsome.
I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone, for my days are vanity.
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
For now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.