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Chatfield, Allen William, M.A., born at Chatteris, Oct. 2nd, 1808, and educated at Charterhouse School and Trinity College, Cambridge, where he was Bell's Univ. Scholar and Members' Prizeman. He graduated in 1831, taking a first class in classical honours. Taking Holy Orders in 1832, he was from 1833 to 1847 Vicar of Stotfold, Bedfordshire; and since 1847 Vicar of Much-Marcle, Hereford¬shire. Mr. Chatfield has published various Sermons from time to time. His Litany, &c. [Prayer Book] in Greek verse is admirable, and has been commended by many eminent scholars. His Songs and Hymns of Earliest Greek Christian Poets, Bishops, and others, translated into English Verse, 1876, has not received the attention of hymnal compilers which it merits. One hymn therefrom," Lord Jesu, think on me," is a specimen of others of equal merit, which might be adopted with advantage. He died Jan. 10, 1896.
-- John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)


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Again we hail the opening morn (2)Allen William Chatfield Text
And now again at nightAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Awake, our lute, the child to singAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
For by what other nameAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Forever we would gaze on theeAllen William Chatfield
Glory to God in the highest, and upon earth peaceAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Glory to God in the highest shall be our song (2)Allen William Chatfield
I first invented in Thy praiseAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Lift up thyself, my soul (2)Allen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Lord Jesu [Jesus], think on me (50)Allen William Chatfield Text
Man can build nothing worthy of his MakerAllen William Chatfield
O bride of Christ on high (2)Allen William Chatfield Text
O Christ the King, since breath pent upAllen William Chatfield
O Christ the King! since breath pent up so longAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
O soul of mine, repiningAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
O Thou, the King of saints, all-conquering WordAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
O Thou, the One SupremeAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
O Thou, the Word of truth divine!Allen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
O! 'Tis no theme of common things (2)Allen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Praise the Lord O ye his servants (2)Allen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Praise the Name of the Lord:Allen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Propitious Light of holy gloryAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
The Bridegroom cometh, overheadAllen William Chatfield Text
The first Eternal Mind was law to allAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Thee, with the holy self-sprung Fount, we singAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Thou art blessed, O Lord, who nourishest me from my youthAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
'Tis dawn: to God I lift my hand (2)Allen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
To thee at evening gray (2)Allen William Chatfield Text
To Thee, much loved, be honour paidAllen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text
Wake, wake, I pray thee, shrill-toned lyre! (2)Allen W. Chatfield (Translator) Text