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John Bowring, 1792-1872

『教会福音讃美歌』掲載曲

作詞:23番「恵みの光は闇路を照らし」
作詞:135番「うつりゆく世にも」


John Bowring (1792-1872)

誕生:1792年10月17日、英国デヴォン州エクスターのヘヴィツリー。
死亡:1872年11月23日、英国デヴォン州エクスター。
埋葬地:英国デヴォン州エクスターのハイヤー墓地。彼の墓石には、彼の讃美歌であるIn the Cross of Christ I Gloryの一文が刻まれている。

Bowringは言語の才能に恵まれ、教師も付けずに16歳までに5つの言語をマスターしていた。最終的に20の言語を堪能に使い、さらに80の言語でも話せたと言われている。彼はオランダ語の詩の翻訳でも知られている。33歳の時にthe Westminster Reviewの編集者となった。

Bowringはまた、当時の英国の卓越した政治家でもあり、対フランス長官、中国広東省(広州市)の領事、対中国全権大使、香港の知事、また国会議員を2期務めた。1854年にヴィクトリア女王からナイトの称号を与えられた。

作品を含む出版物:
Matins and Vespers with, 1823
Hymns, as a Sequel to the Matins, 1825
Memorial Volume of Sacred Poetry, published posthumously by his wife

参考資料:
Findagrave、2018年1月8日現在。
Hatfield (Edwin F. Hatfield、『The Poets of the Church』、New York: Anson D. F. Randolph, 1884)、pp. 91-94
Harvey (Robert Harvey、『Best-Loved Hymn Stories』、Grand Rapids, Michigan: Zondervan Publishing House, 1963)、pp. 67-69
Hayden & Newton (Andrew J. Hayden & Robert F. Newton、『British Hymn Writers and Composers: A Check-List』、Croydon, England: The Hymn Society of Great Britain & Ireland, 1977)
Julian (John Julian、『Dictionary of Hymnology, second edition』、London: J. Murray, 1907)、pp. 166, 1554, 1593, 1594
Nutter (Charles S. Nutter & Wilbur F. Tillett、『The Hymns and Hymn Writers of the Church』、New York: Methodist Book Concern, 1911)、p. 393
Rogers (Charles Rogers、『Lyra Britannica』、London: Longmans, Green & Company, 1867)、p. 84
Sankey (Ira David Sankey、『My Life and the Story of the Gospel Hymns』、New York: Harper & Brothers, 1906)、pp. 326-27
Stulken (Marilyn Kay Stulken、『Hymnal Companion to the Lutheran Book of Worship』、Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Fortress Press, 1981)、pp. 204-05
ウィキペディア、2018年11月11日現在。

作詞作品:
All Embracing Mind That Planned, The
All Have Joys That Throw Their Brightness
Are We Not from God Descended?
As Gentle Children Fondly Press
As, When the Deluge Waves Were Gone
Bee Hath Its Domestic Cell, The
Blessed, Blessed Are the Dead
Clay to Clay, and Dust to Dust
Cloud, the Whirlwind, and the Wrath, The
Come the Rich, and Come the Poor
Come, Ye Blessed of My Father
Days of Mortal Man, The
Drop the Limpid Waters Now
Earth's Transitory Things Decay
Extinguished Now is the Lasst, Lone Star
Father and Friend! Thy Light, Thy Love
Father, Glorify Thy Name
Father of Spirits, Humbly Bent Before Thee
From All Evil, All Temptation
From the Recesses of a Lowly Spirit
Gather Up, O Earth, Thy Dead
Gently the Shades of Night Descend
Give unto the Lord, Ye Mighty!
God Is Love! His Mercy Brightens
He Builds His House upon the Sand
He Lives! He Lives!
He Was There Alone, When Even
He Who Walks in Virtue's Way
Heavenly Spheres to Thee, O God, The
How Bright Are the Stars of the Dawn!
How Dark, How Desolate
How He Wept as He Approached the Place
How Shall We Praise Thee, Lord of Light?
How Sweetly Flowed the Gospel's Sound
How Wide, How Wondrous Is the World!
Hymn of Praise, the Breath of Prayer, The
If All Our Hopes and All Our Fears
If Listening, as I Listen Still
In the Cross of Christ I Glory
In the Dust I'm Doomed to Sleep
In Thy Courts Let Peace Be Found
Jesus Lives, and We in Him
Labors of the Day Are Done, The
Lead Us with Thy Gentle Way
Let Those Who Doubt the Heavenly Source
Let Thy Gracious Spirit Reach Us
Long Had the Darkness of Ages Surrounded
Lord! In Heaven, Thy Dwelling Place
Lord! In the Unbeginning Years
Lord, Where Thy Radiant Beams Are Shed
Man Is Not Left Untold, Untaught
Mighty Is the Power That Gives
Mysterious Are the Ways of God
Not with Terror Do We Meet
O Let My Trembling Soul Be Still
O Sweet It Is to Feel and Know
Offerings to Thy Throne Which Rise, The
Oft When the Gathering Clouds of Woe
Oh, How Wise That God Hath Hidden
Oh, Let My Trembling Soul Be Still
Oh, Sweet and Sacred Is the Rest
Oh! Sweet It Is to Know, to Feel
Oh, What a Cloud of Anxious Thought
Oh, What a Struggle Wakes Within
On Light Beams Breaking from Above
On! On! Our Moments Hurry By
On the Dust I'm Doomed to Sleep
Our Times Are in Thy Hand
Rejoice, Rejoice, This Glorious Earth
Round Us, o'er Us, Is There Aught
Scattered o'er Various Fields by Heaven
Some Spot There Is, Some Cherished Spot
Stillness Reigns
Sweet Are the Joys of Home
Ten Thousand Blessings Are My Lot
There Is No Spot, or High or Low
There's No Retreat from Sin
They Are Not Gone, Whom Death's Dark Shroud
Though the Stream of Being Floweth
Thousand, Thousand Changing Things, A
Thy Will Be Done, in Devious Way
Thy Word Is Truth
'Tis Not the Gift, but 'Tis the Spirit
To Each, to All, by Love Divine
Unnumbered Systems, Suns and Worlds
Upon the Gospel's Sacred Page
Wake, Slumberer, Wake!
Watchman, Tell Us of the Night
When Before Thy Throne We Kneel
When Pure Devotion Lifts the Soul
When, Wakened by Thy Voice of Power
Where Is Thy Sting, O Death?
Who Hath o'er the Ocean Been
Who Shall Roll Away the Stone?
With Heavy Heart the Savior Turned