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==Music files==
==Music files==
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:'''Edition notes:'''
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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''O God, the Son eternal''<br>
{{Title|''O God, the Son eternal''}}
{{Composer|Samuel Sebastian Wesley}}
{{Composer|Samuel Sebastian Wesley}}
'''Tune:''' ''St Michael New''<br>
'''Tune:''' ''St Michael New''<br>
{{Lyricist|Reginald Heber}}
{{Lyricist|2|Reginald Heber|John Keble}}
{{Lyricist|John Keble}}


{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br>
{{Voicing|4|SATB}}
{{Genre|Sacred|Hymns}}&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; '''Meter:''' {{cat|10 10. 66. 10}}<br>
{{Genre|Sacred|Hymns}} &nbsp; {{Meter|10 10. 66. 10}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}
'''Instruments:''' {{acap}} or {{KbdAcc}}<br>
{{Instruments|A cappella or keyboard}}
'''Published:'''  
{{Pub|1|1872|in ''The European Psalmist''.}}
 
{{Descr|Heber's lyrics were published posthumously in his ''Hymns'', 1837, p. 133.}}
'''Description:'''  
{{#ExtWeb:}}
 
'''External websites:'''
 
==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English|
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{{Vs|1}} O God the Son eternal, thy dread might
Sent forth Saint Michael and the hosts of heaven,
And from the realms of light,
Cast down in burning fight
Satan's rebellious hosts, to darkness given.


{{Text|English}}
{{Vs|2}} Thine angels, Lord, we bless with thankful lays,
<poem>
Dwelling with thee above yon depths of sky;
1. O God the Son eternal, thy dread might
Who, 'mid thy glory's blaze,
  Sent forth Saint Michael and the hosts of heaven,
Heaven's ceaseless anthems raise,
  And from the realms of light,
And gird thy throne in faithful ministry.
  Cast down in burning fight
  Satan's rebellious hosts, to darkness given.
 
2. Thine angels, Lord, we bless with thankful lays,
  Dwelling with thee above yon depths of sky;
  Who, 'mid thy glory's blaze,
  Heaven's ceaseless anthems raise,
  And gird thy throne in faithful ministry.
 
3. We celebrate their love, whose viewless wing
  Hath left for us so oft their mansion high,
  The mercies of their King
  To mortal saints to bring,
  Or guard the couch of slumbering infancy.
 
4. But thee, the first and last, we glorify,
  Who, when thy world was sunk in death and sin,
  Not with thine hierarchy,
  The armies of the sky,
  But didst with thine own arm the battle win.


5. Therefore with angels and archangels we
{{Vs|3}} We celebrate their love, whose viewless wing
  To thy dear love our thankful chorus raise,
Hath left for us so oft their mansion high,
  And tune our songs to thee,
The mercies of their King
  Who art, and art to be;
To mortal saints to bring,
  And, endless as thy mercies, sound thy praise.
Or guard the couch of slumbering infancy.
</poem>
{{mdl}}
{{Vs|4}} But thee, the first and last, we glorify,
Who, when thy world was sunk in death and sin,
Not with thine hierarchy,
The armies of the sky,
But didst with thine own arm the battle win.


{{Vs|5}} Therefore with angels and archangels we
To thy dear love our thankful chorus raise,
And tune our songs to thee,
Who art, and art to be;
And, endless as thy mercies, sound thy praise.
{{btm}}
}}


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  • (Posted 2009-12-26)  CPDL #20695:         
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2009-12-26).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 21 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Revised files uploaded 24/11/16.
  • (Posted 2007-11-15)  CPDL #15425:         
Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2007-11-15).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 25 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: SATB version from the Cyber Hymnal™

General Information

Title: O God, the Son eternal
Composer: Samuel Sebastian Wesley
Tune: St Michael New
Lyricists: Reginald Heber and John Keble

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 10 10. 66. 10

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella or keyboard

First published: 1872 in The European Psalmist
Description: Heber's lyrics were published posthumously in his Hymns, 1837, p. 133.

External websites:

Original text and translations

English.png English text


1  O God the Son eternal, thy dread might
 Sent forth Saint Michael and the hosts of heaven,
 And from the realms of light,
 Cast down in burning fight
 Satan's rebellious hosts, to darkness given.

2  Thine angels, Lord, we bless with thankful lays,
 Dwelling with thee above yon depths of sky;
 Who, 'mid thy glory's blaze,
 Heaven's ceaseless anthems raise,
 And gird thy throne in faithful ministry.

3  We celebrate their love, whose viewless wing
 Hath left for us so oft their mansion high,
 The mercies of their King
 To mortal saints to bring,
 Or guard the couch of slumbering infancy.


4  But thee, the first and last, we glorify,
 Who, when thy world was sunk in death and sin,
 Not with thine hierarchy,
 The armies of the sky,
 But didst with thine own arm the battle win.

5  Therefore with angels and archangels we
 To thy dear love our thankful chorus raise,
 And tune our songs to thee,
 Who art, and art to be;
 And, endless as thy mercies, sound thy praise.