Praise we our God with Joy - Oakeley

This is  a hymn of praise.

The words were written by Englishman Frederick Oakeley (1802-1880), who was ordained in the Church of England in 1828 and in 1845 converted to Catholicism.

With meter of 6 7 6 7 6 6 6 6, tunes it has been set to include:
  • LAUDEMUS DOMINUM, attributed to "A" 1894.
  • An unnamed tune by the editor of the St Gregory Hymnal, Nicola Montani.
  • NUN DANKET by Johannes Cruegger (1598-1662) - which appears to be the most-popular setting now
  • A setting by David Terry (b. 1975).


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Examples

Choir with organ, tune NUN DANKET, professional recording:


Choir with light organ - David Terry setting:


Singer with electronic keyboard, tune NUN DANKET,


Instrumental - tune NUN DANKET


Lyrics

Traditional language

Praise we our God with joy
and gladness never ending;
angels and saints with us
their grateful voices blending.
He is our Father dear,
o’er filled with parent’s love;
mercies unsought, unknown,
he showers from above.

He is our shepherd true;
with watchful care unsleeping,
on us, his erring sheep
an eye of pity keeping;
he with a mighty arm
the bonds of sin doth break,
and to our burden’d hearts
in words of peace doth speak.

Graces in copious stream
from that pure fount are welling,
where, in our heart of hearts,
our God hath set his dwelling.
His word our lantern is;
his peace our comfort still;
his sweetness all our rest;
our law, our life, his will.


Modern English

Praise we our God with joy
and gladness never ending;
angels and saints with us
their grateful voices blending.
He is our Father dear,
o’er filled with parent’s love;
mercies unsought, unknown,
he showers from above.

He is our shepherd true;
with watchful care unsleeping,
on us, his erring sheep
an eye of pity keeping;
he with a mighty arm
the bonds of sin does  break,
and to our burden’d hearts
in words of peace does speak.

Graces in copious stream
from that pure fount are welling,
where, in our heart of hearts,
our God has set his dwelling.
His word our lantern is;
his peace our comfort still;
his sweetness all our rest;
our law, our life, His will.

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