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Almighty Framer Of The Skies

Almighty framer of the skies!

Author: Thomas Chatterton
Tune: JOSEPHINE
Published in 1 hymnal

Printable scores: PDF, Noteworthy Composer
Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 Almighty framer of the skies!
O let our pure devotion rise,
Like incense in Thy sight!
Wrapped in impenetrable shade
The texture of our souls was made,
Till Thy command gave light.

2 The Sun of glory gleamed the ray,
Refined the darkness into day,
And bid the vapors fly:
Impelled by His eternal love,
He left His palaces above,
To cheer our gloomy sky.

3 How shall we celebrate the day
When God appeared in mortal clay,
The mark of worldly scorn;
When the archangel’s heavenly lays
Attempted the Redeemer’s praise,
And hailed salvation’s morn?

4 A humble form the Godhead wore,
The pains of poverty He bore,
To gaudy pomp unknown:
Though in a humble walk He trod,
Still was the man Almighty God,
In glory all His own.

5 Despised, oppressed, the Godhead bears
The torments of this vale of tears,
Nor bids His vengeance rise;
He saw the creatures He had made
Revile His power, His peace invade;
He saw with mercy’s eyes.

6 How shall we celebrate His name,
Who groaned beneath a life of shame,
In all afflictions tried?
The soul is raptured to conceive
A truth which being must believe:
The God eternal died.

7 My soul, exert thy powers, adore,
Upon devotion’s plumage soar,
To celebrate the day:
The God from whom creation sprung
Shall animate my grateful tongue;
From Him I’ll catch the lay!

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #7987

Author: Thomas Chatterton

Chatterton, Thomas, was born at Bristol, Nov. 20, 1752. He received his early education at Colston's charity school in that city, and then was articled to an attorney. In April, 1770, he proceeded to London, where he earned but little through his literary labours. Overcome at last by poverty and distress, he poisoned himself in August the same year. He was buried at St. Andrew's, Holborn. His Miscellanies in Prose and Verse were published posthumously in 1778. From this work two hymns have come into common use:— 1. Almighty Framer of the skies. (1768.) Christmas. 2. O God, Whose thunder shakes the sky. (1768.) Resignation. --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, Appendix, Part II (1907)  Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: Almighty framer of the skies!
Title: Almighty Framer Of The Skies
Author: Thomas Chatterton
Meter: 8.8.6 D
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain

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The Cyber Hymnal #7987
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  • Noteworthy Composer Score (NWC)

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