|Short Name:||Henry Vaughan|
|Full Name:||Vaughan, Henry, 1621-1695|
Vaughan, Henry, M.D., commonly called "The Silurist," was one of twin brothers born of a titled family at Newton, Llansaintffiad, in 1621. After studying under the Rev. Matthew Herbert, Rector of Llangattock, he proceeded to Jesus College, Oxford, in 1638; but through the national troubles of those days, his studies, in common with those of his brother, were interrupted, and they had to leave the University. Subsequently he entered the medical profession, and practised at Brecon and at Newton. He died April 23, 1695. His published works include, Poems with the Tenth Satire of Juvenal Englished, 1646; Olor Iscanus, 1651; The Mount of Olives, 1652, &c. As a religious poet he followed very closely the peculiarities of George Herbert, of whose writings he was a great admirer. His best and most devotional poems were written during a severe affliction, and were published in his Silex Scintillans. After being almost forgotten for more than 200 years, his quaint, thoughtful, devotional, and, in many instances, beautiful poems, are receiving attention at the hands of hymnal compilers and others.
From the Silex Scintillans several pieces have been taken as hymns for public worship. The following, all from the first edition of 1650, are in common use:—
1. As travellers when the twilight's come. Life a Pilgrimage.
2. Bright shadows of true rest! some shoots of bliss. Sundays. Sometimes as "Types of eternal rest, fair buds of bliss."
3. Joy of my life, while left me here. Guiding Stars.
4. King of mercy, King of love. God our King.
5. Lord, with what courage and delight. Cheerfulness.
6. My. God and King, to Thee I bow my knee. Lent.
7. Since in a land not barren still. Love and Discipline.
8. Up to those bright and gladsome hills. Ps. cxxi.
9. What needs a conscience, clear and bright? Conscience.
10. When one loud blast shall rend the deep. Advent. Judgment.
11. Zion's true glorious God! on Thee. Praise.
Of Vaughan's hymns the most widely used are:— "Bright Queen of heaven," "My soul, there is a countrie," and "Up to these bright and gladsome hills."
--Excerpts from John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)
Vaughan, H., p. 1206, i. Nos. 6, 9, 11, are from the 2nd ed., 1655 of his Silex Scintillans, pt. ii., pp. 60, 40, 68. No. 10 is from "When through the North," &c, in the 1st ed. 1650, p. 13.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, New Supplement (1907)
|Texts by Henry Vaughan (36)||As||Instances|
|Ah, my dear Lord! what couldst thou spy||Henry Vaughan, 1622-95 (Author)||1|
|Ah what time wilt thou come||Henry Vaughan (Author)||3|
|Bright Queen of heaven! God's virgin spouse||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Bright queen of saints||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Bright shadows of true rest||Henry Vaughan, 1621-1695 (Author)||2|
|Come, drop your branches, strow the way||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Dear, beauteous death thy jewel of the just||Henry Vaughan (Author)||1|
|Dear Jesus, give me patience here||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Dear, secret greenness, nurst [nursed] below||Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Death and darkness, get you packing||Henry Vaughan (Author)||4|
|Farewell, I go to sleep||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|He is alone my help and hope||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Jesus, my life, how shall I truly love thee||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Joy of my life, while left me here||Henry Vaughan, 1621-1695 (Author)||2|
|King of comforts, King of life||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|King of mercy, King of love||Henry Vaughan (Author)||3|
|Lord Jesus with what sweetness and delight||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Lord, when thou didst thyself undress||Henry Vaughan, 1622-1695 (Author)||2|
|My God and King, to thee||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|My God, how gracious art thou, I had slipped||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|My soul, there is a country||Henry Vaughan (Author)||27|
|O come away||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|O joys, infinite sweetness, with what flowers||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|O thou who didst deny to me||Henry Vaughan, 1622-1695 (Author)||2|
|Peace, peace: it is not so. Thou dost miscall||Henry Vaughan, 1621-1695 (Author)||2|
|The pilgrims throng through the city||Henry Vaughan (Author)||3|
|The winds of God have changed their note||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|They all are gone to the world of light||Henry Vaughan (Author)||6|
|Thou, whose sad heart and weeping head||Henry Vaughan (Author)||3|
|Type [types] of eternal rest, fair bud [buds] of bliss||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Until thou didst comfort me||Henry Vaughan (Author)||1|
|Up to those bright and gladsome hills||Henry Vaughan (Author)||7|
|Welcome, dear book, soul's joy and food||Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Welcome, white day, a thousand suns||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|What needs a conscience, clear and bright||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|
|Zion's true, glorious God, on Thee||Henry Vaughan (Author)||2|