Scripture Verse

I will utter hidden things, things from of old—things we have heard and known, things our ancestors have told us. We will not hide them from their descendants; we will tell the next generation. Psalm 78:2–4

Introduction

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Felice de Giardini
(1716–1796)
© National Portrait Gallery

Words: John Pier­pont, 1830. This is part two of a hymn be­gin­ning Break Forth in Song, Ye Trees, writ­ten for the se­cond cen­ten­ni­al cel­e­bra­tion of the set­tle­ment of Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts, Sep­tem­ber 17, 1830. It ap­peared in Pier­pont’s 1840 Po­ems and Hymns.

Music: It­al­i­an Hymn Fe­li­ce de Gi­ar­di­ni, in The Col­lect­ion of Psalm and Hymn Tunes Sung at the Cha­pel of the Lock Hos­pi­tal, 1769 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tunes:

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John Pierpont
(1785–1866)

Lyrics

Gone are those great and good
Who here, in peril, stood,
And raised their hymn.
Peace to the reverend dead!
The light that on their head
The passing years have shed
Shall ne’er grow dim.

Ye temples, that to God
Rise where our fathers trod,
Guard well your trust—
The faith that dared the sea,
The truth that made them free,
Their cherished purity,
Their garnered dust.

Thou high and holy One,
Whose care for sire and son
All nature fills—
While day shall break and close,
While night her crescent shows,
O let Thy light repose,
On these our hills.