Music to be Performed at the Grand National Peace Jubilee!: To be Held in Boston, June, 1869 |
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Ag-nus De-i ALLEGRO ALTO band of brothers BASS Beaming with brightness billows are high Blessing and hon-or bo-næ bow before Thee cel-sis chris-ti cond day conqu'ring he ro Cres displays the fir dread-ful dreadful judg-ment day ev-er ev-er and ev-ermore Fac Thro Fi-li Fi-li-us flesh fo sweet geth glo-rious is thy God om Hal-le Hal-le-lu-jah Hallelujah judgment day JULIUS EICHBERG King of kings la-veth the thirsty lan guish Lord of lords lu-jah ma-ment ment mor Let mor-te na-tions bow ocean spray plays the fir pleas'd praise of God quicken thee re-sound the praise ri gra ri-ous ro comes rush Shouldst thou sleeps slum bers song let SOPRANO sound stormy billows strains let sweet grace TENOR thirs ty thirsty land thy great glory thy name thy throne tr tr trumpets ty land vens are tell veth walking in grief waters gather welcomes the day won-der
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Page 21 - Let rocks their si - lence break, The sound pro- long, ho - ly light; Pro - tect us by thy might, Great God, our King! \ Q»n — ir~ 1 — П F 1 Г J — 1 H f* i 1 /T^ti \ КПГ4 — a ¿— — J — -±-— ¡===¿r-:« i — ¿-^= Ц — 7 J ] 1 . My coun 2.
Page 21 - tis of thee, Sweet land of lib - er - ty, 2. My na - tive coun - try, thee, Land of the no - ble free, 3. Let mu - sic swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees 4. Our fa - thers...
Page 15 - Hail, Columbia ! happy land ! Hail, ye heroes, heaven-born band! Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause, Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause; And when the storm of war was gone, Enjoyed the peace your valor won.
Page 10 - Great God! what do I see and hear? The end of things created ! The Judge of mankind doth appear On clouds of glory seated : Beneath His cross I view the day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet him.
Page 5 - The on - ly throb she o'er ; And hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more, gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives.
Page 6 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no more.
Page 11 - ANGEL of Peace, thou hast wandered too long ! Spread thy white wings to the sunshine of love ! Come while our voices are blended in song, — Fly to our ark like the storm-beaten dove ! Fly to our ark on the wings of the dove, — Speed o'er the far-sounding billows of song, Crowned with thine olive-leaf garland of love, — Angel of Peace, thou hast waited too long...
Page 21 - Of thee I sing ; Land where my fa - thers died, Land of the Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and Sweet...
Page 21 - ry moun-tain side Let free -dom ring! tern - pled hills: My heart with rap - ture thrills Like that a - bove. breathe par-take; Let rocks their si - lence break,— The sound pro -long, ho - ly light; Pro - tect us by Thy might, Great God, our King!
Page 87 - I be - ne - di - ci - mus, we give tiiankt to thee, a - do - ra - mus, we a- dore thee, glo - ri - fi - ca - mus. we glo -ri - fy thee.