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  • (Posted 2015-04-22)  CPDL #35166:  Icon_pdf.gif
Editor: Kathryn Rose (submitted 2015-04-22).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 27 kB   Copyright: CC BY SA
Edition notes: This is a simplified version suitable for congregational singing, with or without a choir.
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Editor: Kathryn Rose (submitted 2015-03-06).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 47 kB   Copyright: CC BY SA
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General Information

Title: The Contrite Heart
Composer: Kathryn Rose
Lyricist: William Cowper

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredSacred song

Language: English
Instruments: Unknown

Published: 2015

Description: This was written in the West Gallery style and may be accompanied by instruments on each of the vocal lines if appropriate.

External websites: http://www.patreon.com/artsyhonker

Original text and translations

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The Lord will happiness divine
On contrite hearts bestow;
Then tell me, gracious God, is mine
A contrite heart or no?

I hear, but seem to hear in vain,
Insensible as steel;
If aught is felt, ’tis only pain,
To find I cannot feel.

I sometimes think myself inclined
To love Thee if I could;
But often feel another mind,
Averse to all that’s good.

My best desires are faint and few,
I fain would strive for more;
But when I cry, “My strength renew!”
Seem weaker than before.

Thy saints are comforted, I know,
And love Thy house of prayer;
I therefore go where others go,
But find no comfort there.

Oh make this heart rejoice, or ache;
Decide this doubt for me;
And if it be not broken, break,
And heal it, if it be.