Brethren, We Have Met To Worship- Atkins 1819

Brethren, We Have Met To Worship
George At­kins, 1819;  Will­iam Moore, 1825 

Brethren, We Have Met To Worship/Holy Manna

Revival hymn; Words: George At­kins, 1819; Music: Ho­ly Man­na, Will­iam Moore, The Co­lum­bi­an Har­mo­ny, 1825

ARTIST: Words: George At­kins, 1819; Music: Ho­ly Man­na, Will­iam Moore, The Co­lum­bi­an Har­mo­ny, 1825

CATEGORY: Traditional Shape-Note Gospel;

DATE: Words: George At­kins, 1819; Music: Ho­ly Man­na, Will­iam Moore, The Co­lum­bi­an Har­mo­ny, 1825

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fbs9PhxeOCs


RECORDING INFO: Brethren, We Have Met Together; Us - Holy Manna

Holy Manna

Jackson, George P.(ed.) / Spiritual Folk Songs of Early America, Dover, Sof (1964/1937), p137/#114 [1848]
Armstrong, Mrs. J. P.. Morris, Alton C. / Folksongs of Florida, Univ. Florida, Bk (1950), p174/# 94 [1934-39] (Brethren, We Have Met Together)
Bryant, Larkin. Bryant, Larkin / Larkin's Dulcimer Book, Ivory Palaces, Fol (1982), p25
Cleland, Becky;, Ben and Wayne Seymour. Down in the Valley to Pray, Kudzu KPP 008, CD (2002), trk# 3
Gordon, Mrs. W. W.. Solomon, Jack & Olivia (eds.) / Sweet Bunch of Daisies, Colonial Press, Bk (1991), p132 [1975ca]
Simmons Family. Wandering Through the Rackensack, Dancing Doll, LP (197?), trk# B.07

OTHER NAMES: "Holy Manna"

SOURCES: Southern Harmony 1836;
Lyrics from Hymns for the Use of the New Church, 1846 (no. 463);  B.F. White's Sacred Harp

NOTES: "Brethren, We Have Met To Worship" with lyrics by George At­kins, 1819 and music (Ho­ly Man­na) by Will­iam Moore in the Co­lum­bi­an Har­mo­ny, 1825 is a favorite shape note old-time hymn.

George At­kins text first appeared in "The Spiritual Songster" of 1819. Atkins lyrics were titled "Holy Mana" and the music is attributed to Will­iam Moore in the Co­lum­bi­an Har­mo­ny, 1825. The hymn was published in 1835 in William Walker's Southern Harmony attributed to More (Moore) with some minor changes made by Walker. Walker's changes continued in the subsequent editions and Walker's version was used in B.F. White's Sacred Harp.


BRETHREN, WE HAVE MET TO WORSHIP- Words: George At­kins, 1819; Music: Ho­ly Man­na, Will­iam Moore, The Co­lum­bi­an Har­mo­ny, 1825

Brethren, we have met to worship and adore the Lord our God;
Will you pray with all your power, while we try to preach the Word?
All is vain unless the Spirit of the Holy One comes down;
Brethren, pray, and holy manna will be showered all around.

Brethren, see poor sinners round you slumbering on the brink of woe;
Death is coming, hell is moving, can you bear to let them go?
See our fathers and our mothers, and our children sinking down;
Brethren, pray and holy manna will be showered all around.

Sisters, will you join and help us? Moses’ sister aided him;
Will you help the trembling mourners who are struggling hard with sin?
Tell them all about the Savior, tell them that He will be found;
Sisters, pray, and holy manna will be showered all around.

Is there here a trembling jailer, seeking grace, and filled with tears?
Is there here a weeping Mary, pouring forth a flood of tears?
Brethren, join your cries to help them; sisters, let your prayers abound;
Pray, Oh pray that holy manna may be scattered all around.

Let us love our God supremely, let us love each other, too;
Let us love and pray for sinners, till our God makes all things new.
Then He’ll call us home to Heaven, at His table we’ll sit down;
Christ will gird Himself and serve us with sweet manna all around.

*Brothen, We Have Met To Worship- Max Hunter Collection 
Cat. #0894 (MFH #79) - As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on August 29, 1969 [grammer and spelling kept]

http://maxhunter.missouristate.edu/songinformation.aspx?ID=894

VERSE 1
Brothen, we have met to worship
An' adore th Lord, our God
Will you pray with all your power
While we try to preach the word
All in vain unless th Spirit
Of th Holy One come down
Brothen, pray in Hola-manly
We'll be showered all around

VERSE 2
Sister's, will you join an' help us
Moses' sister aided him
Will you help poor trembling mourner
Who are strugglin hard with sin
Tell them all about the Saviour
Tell them that he will be found
Brothen, pray in Hola-manly
We'll be showered all around

VERSE 3
Brothen, see poor sinners 'round you
Slumbering on th banks of woe
Death is coming, Hell is moving
Can you bare to let them go
See our Fathers and our Mothers
And our childreen sink'in down
Brothen, pray in Hola-manly
We'll be showered all around

VERSE 4
Let us love our God sopremely
Let us love each other too
Let us love an' pray for sinners
Till our God makes all things new
Then he will call us home to Heaven
At his table, we'll sit down
Brothen, pray in Hola-manly
We'll be showered all around

*Brethren

(No title given) P. M. -from Sacred Melodies for Conference and Prayer Meetings: Page 101- 1836 [related song]

Once more in the Redeemer's name,
Dear brethren we have met again, 
To speak, and pray, and sing;
Now let each one obey the call,
Of him who tasted death for all,
Our everlasting king.

2 Since I was here, how have you done?
How have you walk'd, how have you run?
Or, like the eagle, flew,
Or have you fell in despond's slough?
Then look to him who sees you now,
To raise your minds anew.

3 What kind of manna have you had?  
Come tell me whether good or bad;   
The source from whence it came;
Have you been fed from Christ above,
By those who say they came in love,
To lead along the lame?

4 Does union in your hearts abound,
As once it did to hear' the sound,
Of trembling groans and cries?
When all as one, of Christ did go,
To save them from that dreadful woe
And wipe their weeping eyes?

5 Christ crucified is what I know,
His cause the reason why I go,
O'er hills and valleys through;
'Tis for his cause I leave my home,
To sound his fame, for this I roam;
For this I come to you.

6 And while I'm call'd to leave my home,
And o'er creation wide to roam,
My friends may think of me,
Not knowing what or how I do,
While I am come to visit you   
And preach the gospel free.

7 Jesus come fill all our souls,
May we all be like golden bowls,   
Around thine altar strung;
Our cups o'er flow with love sincere,
Till we shall sing salvation clear,
 In everlasting songs.