Friendship (Jeremiah Ingalls)

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(Posted 2017-04-21) CPDL #44148:

Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2017-04-21). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 101 kB Copyright: Public Domain

Edition notes: Four-part version; Counter part written by B. C. Johnston, 2017. Oval note shapes. Six stanzas included.

(Posted 2017-04-21) CPDL #44147:

Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2017-04-21). Score information: 7 x 10 inches (landscape), 2 pages, 84 kB Copyright: Public Domain

Edition notes: Four-part version; Counter part written by B. C. Johnston, 2017. Note shapes added (4-shape). Six stanzas included.

(Posted 2017-04-21) CPDL #44145:

Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2017-04-21). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 91 kB Copyright: Public Domain

Edition notes: Three-part version, oval notes, as written in 1805. Six stanzas included.

(Posted 2017-04-21) CPDL #44144:

Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2017-04-21). Score information: 7 x 10 inches (landscape), 2 pages, 74 kB Copyright: Public Domain

Edition notes: Note shapes added (4-shape), otherwise as written in 1805. Six stanzas included.

General Information

Title: Friendship
First Line: The reason why we love friendship
Composer: Jeremiah Ingalls
Lyricist: Anonymous

Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: STB
Genre: Sacred, Set piece

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1805 in Ingalls' The Christian Harmony, pp. 98-99
Description: The tune is based on the old Irish air Savourneen Deelish (O Fond Darling) (Samuel Bayard, quoted in Jackson 1952, no. 198). Words by an unknown author, first appearing around 1801. There are six stanzas, thirteen lines each, of irregular meter.

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Original text and translations

English text

1. The reason we love friendship
We will deny to no man,
How shall, how shall, how shall we
Who are thus formed for happiness.
E'er slight a loving Christian;
Since Jesus, Jesus hath died on the tree,
To rescue sinful men
From violence and treason.
That we might love each other,
And seek our soul's salvation :
'Twas love that moved the mighty God
For to redeem the nations,
That happy, happy we might be.

2. On the feast day of ancient times,
Jesus flood thus crying
Whoso thirsteth let ev'ry one
Come unto me and freely drink,
And thus be saved from dying,
For surely, surely, there's nothing else can
Quench the immortal flame
That in your heart is glowing.
Then come and taste the streams of grace
Which are so freely flowing,
Saying, drink my love, my only dove,
For you they now are flowing,
Then happy, happy you shall be.

3. Let us who have begun to taste
The sweets of this salvation,
Follow, follow, let us follow on,
Believing we shall overcome,
Resisting all temptation,
Since Jesus, Jesus, since Jesus the Son,
With out-stretched arms expanded.
And voice that's so inviting,
To purling streams of purest joys
Is thus our souls exciting :
Let us impart to him our heart,
By faith and love uniting;
Then happy, happy we shall be.

4. The sacred ties of friendship
Unite all loving Christians.
In glory, in glory they shall live;
No time or place shall change them.
And death shall ne'er dissolve them.
United, united are they that believe,
When Gabriel's trumpet sounding,
And conquered death resigning.
The scattered dust uniting,
The soul and body joining.
All join the great procession,
And glory realizing,
Then happy, happy we shall be.

5. The bliss exquisite flowing,
The friends of Jesus shouting;
Such raptures, raptures flow from his word?
The angels join in concert.
While Jesus stands inviting,
Come, come on ye blessed of the Lord,
Behold the crowns of glory
And saints and angels meeting.
And living streams of purest joys
For ever are increasing;
In azure fields for ever range;
And view a smiling Jesus.
Then happy, happy we shall be.

6. The sinner's now lamenting.
He fees the grand procession
A marching, marching to the dazzling throne;
His frightful soul alarmed.
With startled eyes amazed.
Farewell, farewell, I am for ever gone;
Behold a godly father!
And there a pious mother,
How did they pray together,
They float on streams of pleasure!
And I am lost for ever,
On waves of endless sorrow,
Then torment, torment is for ever mine.