William Billings (1746-1800): David’s Lamentation (Sacred Harp #268)

William Billings (1746-1800): David’s Lamentation (Sacred Harp #268)

Some readers of this blog will have also followed the drama of young Adam Smelser’s disappearance, death, and the search for his body, now recovered.  The stalwart faith of Adam’s parents and other family members have been inspirational to many.  No doubt many have had the text of David’s lament regarding his son Absalom in 2 Samuel 18:33 in mind.  Jared Saltz did a favor by providing a Facebook link to Eric Whitacre’s choral piece, “When David Heard” – see a performance at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G2ZKKXCuaYc – which is a work of musical genius, though the dissonances are probably too difficult for those not trained in choral performances.

My own musical tastes run more to older American hymnody, and of course the well-known piece (“David’s Lamentation,” 1778) by William Billings (considered by many the first truly American composer and lyricist) springs to mind, and has been in my head for several days.  Billings’ composition is often performed, almost in “counterpoint,” to Whitacre’s in some choral performances.

Googling the Billings piece reveals quickly how international is its appeal – performed not only in its raw, “native” settings by Sacred Harp groups from the hotbed of fasola singing in the American South (Alabama, Georgia) to Cork, Ireland, and elsewhere, but in more formal contexts as well.  For example, the musical score and text from the Sacred Harp (#268) can be seen on a German fasola website (Bremen, Georgia to Bremen, Germany?) – http://www.sacredharpbremen.org/lieder/200-bis-299/268-david-s-lamentation –  and here is a link to a stirring rendition in the cathedral at Pontevedra, Spain, in 2007:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZFXYA7nmYts

While you are listening, please say a prayer for Adam’s family, and thank the Almighty that we can live in the blessed hope of eternal life!

A HYMN FOR TODAY – There Is a Land of Pure Delight

A HYMN FOR TODAY

There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign,
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dressed in living green:
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.

There everlasting spring abides,
And never-with’ring flow’rs:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heav’nly land from ours.
But timid mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea;
And linger, shiv’ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.

O could we make our doubts remove
Those gloomy thoughts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes!
Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o’er,
Not Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood
Should fright us from the shore.

CMD (8.6.8.6.D) – Isaac Watts, 1707

Tune: JORDAN – William Billings, 1786

Arr. Charles L. Willis, 2010

#751 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012