William Knapp
(1698 - 1768)

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The beauty of Israel is slain
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Knapp was a glover and tutor of psalmody in Poole. His "Set of new Psalm Tunes and Anthems" was popular, achieving 8 editions between 1738 and 1770. Knapp's constituency was country (predominantly organless) parishes. The reduction provided with the current edition is best reserved for rehearsal use only.

2 Samuel, Ch. 1 was specified in the Book of Common Prayer as a proper lesson at morning prayer for 30th January, the anniversary of the execution (1649) of Charles, King and Martyr. Introduced in 1662 as part of the post-restauration settlement, the liturgies for 30th January, 29th May (Restauration Day) and 5th November (Guy Fawkes' Day) were included in the BCP until 1859.
Lyrics: 2 Samuel, Ch 1, v.19,20,24-27

The beauty of Israel is slain upon thy high places: how are the mighty fallen!
Tell it not in Gath, nor in the streets of Askelon: lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
Ye daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you in scarlet and other delights.
How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Jonathan! thou wast slain upon thy high places. How are the mighty fallen!
I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan: very pleasant hast thou been unto me: thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of woman.
How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Jonathan! thou wast slain in thine high places.
How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!