Puer natus in Bethlehem, Alleluia. | A Child is born in Bethlehem; |
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1. A Child is born in Bethlehem:
Rejoice, rejoice, Jerusalem!
2. He Who for ever rules on high,
In this poor manger deigns to lie.
3. In that dear Child, here laid so low,
The ox and ass their Master know.
4. The Eastern monarchs to the King
Their gold, and myrrh, and incense bring.
5. Into the lowly shed they press,
That each the new-born Prince may bless.
6. Born of a Virgin Mother, He
Child of no earthly sire might be.
7. He Who ne'er felt the serpent's sting
Vouchsafed from our lost race to spring.
8. Made flesh, He here man's likeness bare,
Although man's guilt He could not share;
9. That man through Him might be restored
To the lost image of his Lord.
10. To Him, on this His Natal Day,
Let all their joyful homage pay.
11. O God the Holy Trinity,
All praise to Thee eternally!
Sheet Music from Chope
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Came He to a world forlon, the Lord of every nation.
Cradled in a stall was he with sleepy coys and asses;
But the very beasts could see that He all men surpasses.
Herod then with fear was filled; "A prince," he said, "in Jewry!"
All the little boys he killed at Bethlehem in his fury.
Now may Mary's son, who came, so long ago to love us,
Lead us all with hearts a flame unto the joys above us.
Unto us a boy is born! The King of all creations,
Came He to a world forlorn, the Lord of every nation.
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O Brightness of the Father's face,
O Son who shared the Father's might
Before the world knew day or night.
O Jesus, very Light of Light,
Our constant star in sin's deep night;
Now hear the prayers your people pray
Throughout the world this holy day.
Remember, Lord of life and grace,
How once, to save our fallen race,
You put our human vesture on
And came to us as Mary's son.
Today, as year by year its light
Bathes all the world in radience bright,
One precious truth outshines the sun:
Salvation comes from you alone.
For from the Father's throne you came,
His banished children to reclaim;
And earth and sea and sky revere
The love of Him who sent you here.
O Christ, Redeemer virgin born,
Let songs of praise your Name adorn,
Whom with the Father we adore
And Holy Spirit evermore.
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Love all lovely, Love Divine;
Love was born at Christmas,
Star and Angels gave the sign.
2. Worship we the Godhead,
Love Incarnate, Love Divine;
Worship we our Jesus:
But wherewith for sacred sign?
3. Love shall be our token,
Love shall be yours and love be mine,
Love to God and all men,
Love for plea and gift and sign.
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C F C Am / Dm C G/B Am G C / x 2
C G/B Am G / G F Am / Dm Am G C
1. Lo, how a rose e'er blooming,
From tender stem hath sprung!
From Jesse’s lineage coming, [1]
As men of old have sung. [2]
It came, a floweret bright, [3]
Amid the cold of winter
When half spent was the night
2. Isaiah 'twas foretold it,
The Rose I have in mind
With Mary we behold it,
The Virgin mother kind
To show God's love aright, [4]
She bore to us a Savior [5]
When half spent was the night
3. The shepherds heard the story
Proclaimed by angels bright,
How Christ, the Lord of Glory
Was born on earth this night.
To Bethlehem they sped
And in the manger they found him,
As angels heralds said.
4. This Flower, whose fragrance tender
With sweetness fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor
The darkness everywhere;
True man, yet very God,
From Sin and death he saves us,
And lightens every load.
Alternate 3th Verse, trans., H. Brueckner, from O. Hartwig, ed., The Wartburg Hymnal (Chicago: Wartburg Publishing House, 1918):
3. O sweetest Flower, I Love Thee!
A light pure and devine
In beauty shine above me,
Fill Thou my heart’s deep shrine!
All darkness drive away,
Save me from sin and sorrow,
Let me be blest for aye!
Citing as the source: Trier Gesangbuch
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1. Lo, a fair Rose a-blooming
From tender root hath sprung;
Of Jesse's lineage coming
As men a-fore-time sung;
It bears a Flow'ret bright,
While reigns the cold mid-winter
And darkest is the night.
2. This little Rose I'm singing,
Whereof Isaiah spoke,
Mary to us is bringing,
A maid of humble folk;
By God's eternal might
For us a Child she beareth,
While darkest is the night.
3. The floweret so lowly,
Whose fragrance none can tell,
With brightness strange and holy
Doth all our dark dispel:
True man, true God is He;
From every ill he saveth;
God grant we saved may be.Sheet Music From Hutchins
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1. Lo, how a rose e'er blooming,
From tender root hath sprung;
To all the world bestowing
What men of old have sung.
There bloomed a lovely flow'r
Though winter's cold was blowing,
And midnight was the hour.
2. Lo, how a rose came springing
Isaiah did proclaim;
While all the heav'ns were singing
The rose by Mary came,
Through God's almighty pow'r
The world salvation bringing,
Though midnight was the hour
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1. Lo, how a rose e’er blooming,
On tender root has grown.
A Rose by prophet’s singing,
To all the world made known.
2. This Rose then of my story,The Rose ‘midst winter’s cold;
A lonely blossom bearing,
In former days foretold.
Isaiah did proclaim.
What God ordain’d in glory,
By blessed Mary came.
The Child the Virgin bore,
The world’s salvation bringing
Through Him for evermore.
3. The Rosebud small and tender
Gives fragrance every day.
And by It’s brilliant splendor
Makes darkness pass away.
True God, true Man, we pray,
Help us in ev’ry sorrow,
And guard us on our way.
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1. I know a flow'r it springeth
From earth a tender shoot:
As olden prophet singeth,
From Jesse came the root
That bore a blossom bright,
In depth of chilly Winter,
About the dead of night.
2. This plant, with blossom laden,
As spake Esay of yore,
Is Mary, spotless maiden,
For us this flow'ret bore;
By God's eternal will,
A seemly Babe she childeth,
Yet maid remaineth still.
3. Praise, honour, to the Father,
The Son, the Spirit blest;
And Mary, God's own Mother,
For help we make request:
Beseech thy dearest Son
That He would be our Refuge
And shrive us, every one.
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1. A spotless Rose is blowing,
Sprung from a tender root,
Of ancient seers’ foreshowing,
Of Jesse promised fruit;
Its fairest bud unfolds to light
Amid the cold, cold winter,
And in the dark midnight.
2. The Rose which I am singing,
Whereof Isaiah said,
Is from its sweet root springing
In Mary, purest Maid;
For, through our God’s great love and might,
The blessed Babe she bare us
In a cold winter’s night.Alternate:
Through God's great love and might
The Blessed Babe she bare us
In a cold, cold winter's night.
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1. Behold a branch is growing
As of loveliest form and grace,
As prophets sung, foreknowing;
It springs from Jesse's race
And bears one little Flow’r [1]
In midst of coldest winter,
At deepest midnight hour.
2. Isaiah hath foretold It
In words of promise sure,
And Mary' s arms enfold It,
A virgin meek and pure.
Through God's eternal will
This Child to her is given
At midnight calm and still.
3. The shepherds heard the story,
Proclaimed by angels bright,
How Christ, the Lord of Glory,
Was born on earth this night.
To Bethlehem they sped
And in the manger found him,
As angel heralds said.
4. This Flower, whose fragrance tender [2]
With sweetness fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor
The darkness everywhere.
True Man, yet very God;
From sin and death He saves us
And lightens every load. [3]
5. O Savior, Child of Mary,
Who felt our human woe;
O Savior, King of Glory.
Who dost our weakness know,
Bring us at length, we pray.
To the bright courts of heaven
And to the endless day.
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1. I know a Rose tree springing
Forth from an ancient root
As men of old we singing
From Jesse came the shoot
That bore a blossom bright
A-mid the cold of winter
When half spent was the night
2. This rose-tree, blossom laden
Whereof Isaiah spake
Is Mary, spotless maiden [1]
Who mothered, for our sake
The little Child, newborn
By God's eternal counsel
On that first Christmas morn
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A Branch So Fair Has Blossomed
Words: Stanzas 1-2, Es ist ein Reis entsprungen, 15th Century German carol
Translator Unknown
Music: Es Ist Ein Ros, Anonymous, 16th Century
(Arr. by Michael Praetorius, 1609)
MIDI / Noteworthy Composer
Meter: 76 76 676
Sheet music available at RoDeby Music Company
See Notes
1. A Branch so fair has blossomed
From tender parent stem,
Out of the rod of Jesse,
As told by godly men,
And brought a Flow'r so bright,
Well in the midst of winter
And darkness of the night.
2. This little Rose, so lovely,
That sprang from Jesse's rod
A lowly virgin brought us,
The favored one of God;
By His decree and might
A holy Child she bare us
One blessed Christmas night.
3. This little Flow'r, so fragrant,
My heart fills with delight,
For with its shining splendor
It drives away the night.
True man, and yet God's Son,
Saves us from sin and sorrow,
And when life's day is done.
| John Mason Neale 2. Blest Author of this earthly frame, 3. In that chaste parent’s holy womb, 4. The mansion of the modest breast 5. That Son, that Royal Son she bore, 6. The manger and the straw He bore, 7. The heavenly chorus fill'd the sky, 8. For that thine Advent glory be,
| John Ellerton 2. Behold, the world's Creator wears 3. For this how wondrously He wrought! 4. She bowed her to the angel's word 5. He shrank not from the oxen's stall, 6. And while the angels in the sky 7. All glory for this blessèd morn |
Paean Alphabeticus de Christo
Words by Coelius Sedulius, c. 450
Part One, A Solis Ortus Cardine
Part Two, Hostis Herodes impie
1. A solis ortus cardine
Adusque terre limitem
Christum canamus principem
Natum Maria virgine.
2. Beatus auctor seculi
Servile corpus induit,
Ut carne carnem liberans
Non perderet, quos condidit.
3. Caste parentis viscera
Celestis intrat gratia,
Venter puelle baiulat
Secreta, que non noverat.
4. Domus pudici pectoris
Templum repente fit Dei,
Intacta nesciens virum
Verbo creavit filium
5. Enixa est puerpera,
Quem Gabriel predixerat ,
Quem matris alvo gestiens
Clausus Johannes senserat.
6. Feno iacere pertulit,
Presepe non abhorruit
Parvoque lacte pastus est,
Per quem nec ales esurit.
7. Gaudet chorus celestium,
Et angeli canunt Deum,
Palamque fit pastoribus
Pastor creator omnium .
8. Hostis Herodes impie,
Christum venire quid times?
Non eripit mortalia,
Qui regna dat celestia.
9. Ibant magi, qua venerant,
Stellam sequentes previam,
Lumen requirunt lumine,
Deum fatentur munere .
10. Katerva matrum personat
Collisa deflens pignora,
Quorum tyrannus milia
Christo sacravit victimam.
11. Lavacra puri gurgitis
Cekstis agnus attigit ,
Peccata qui mundi tulit
Nos abluendo sustulit.
12. Miraculis dedit fidem
Habere se Deum patrem,
Infirma sanans corpora
Et suscitans cadavera.
13. Novum genus potentie!
Aque rubescunt hydrie,
Vinumque iussa fundere
Mutavit unda originem .
14. Orat salutem servulo
Nixus genu centurio ,
Credentis ardor plurirnus
Extinxit ignes febriurn
15. Petrus per undas arubulat
Christi levatus dextera;
Natura quam negaverat,
Fides paravit semitam.
16. Quarta die iam fetides
Titam recepit Lazarus
Mortisque liber vinculis
Factus superstes est sibi.
17. Rivos cruoris torridi
Contacta vestis obstruit:
Fletu rigante supplicis
Arent fluenta sanguinis.
18. Solutus omni corpore
Iussus repente surgere
Suis vicissim gressihus
Eger vehebat lectulum,
19. Tunc ille Judas carnifcx
Ausus magistrum tradere
Pacem ferebat osculo,
Quam non habebat pectore
20. Verax datur fallacibus,
Pium flagellat impius,
Crucique fixus innocens
Coniunctus est latronibus
21. Xeromurram post sabbatum
Quedam vehebant compares,
Quas allocutus angelus
Vivum sepulcro non tegi .
22. Ymnis, venite, dulcibus
Omnes canamus subditum
Christi triumpho tartarum,
Qui nos redemit venditus.
23. Zelum draconis invidi
Et os leonis pessimi
Calcavit unicus Dei
Seseque celis reddidit.
Source: The Latin Library; Also found at Intratext Digital Library
Excerpts of Part One, "A Solis Ortus Cardine" (verses 1-8), and of Part Two, "Hostis Herodes impie" (verses 8 and following), can be widely found on the World Wide Web.
This poem by Coelius Sedulius was written in the first half of the fifth century, in twenty-three stanzas, entitled Paean Alphabeticus de Christo: "a song of triumph to Christ, according to the letters of the alphabet. "
Two hymns have been made from this poem; one with the first stanza: "A solis ortus cardine," the other, beginning: "Hostis Herodis Impie." Both have been translated by Luther: "Christum wir sollen loben schon," and "Was fürchtst du Feind Herodes sehr." There are seven English translations of Luther’s version of the first part, and about twelve renderings based upon the Latin original. Some translators include Rev. John Mason Neale, 1852, Rev. J. Ellerton, 1870, Danish translator Claus Mortensen, 1528, and Søren Poulsøn Judichær (Gotlænder), author and minister in Slangerup.
Hymns based on A Solis Ortus Cardine:
- From Lands That See The Sun Arise, John Mason Neale
- From East To West, John Ellerton
- Now Praise We Christ, The Holy One, Richard Massie
- Christum wir sollen loben schon, Martin Luther
Hymns based on Hostis Herodis Impie:
- How Vain The Cruel Herod's Fear (Editors, Hymns Ancient and Modern)
- The Star Proclaims The King Is Here, John Mason Neale
- Was fürchtst du Feind Herodes sehr, Martin Luther
When Christ's Appearing Was Made Known, John Mason Neale
- When Christ's Appearing Was Made Known (The first verse in this version is trans. The Hymn Book of the Anglican Church of Canada and the United Church of Canada, Copyright, 1971 )
- Why Herod, Unrelenting Foe, Translator Unknown
Why, Impious Herod Shouldst Thou Fear, Percy Dearmer
Why, Impious Herod, Vainly Fear, John Mason Neale
The complete text, dating from the 8th century, is found in a manuscript in the British Museum and also in many editions of the works of Sedulius.
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Aurelius C. Prudentius, 413, cento, tr. by John. M. Neale, 1854 and Henry W. Baker, 1861
| Of the Father's love begotten Ere the worlds began to be, He is Alpha and Omega, He the Source, the Ending He, Of the things that are, that have been, And that future years shall see Evermore and evermore. 2. Oh, that birth forever blessed | 3. O ye heights of heaven, adore Him; Angel hosts, His praises sing; Powers, dominions, bow before Him And extol our God and King. Let no tongue on earth be silent, Every voice in concert ring Evermore and evermore. 4. This is He whom Heaven-taught singers |
And, O Holy Ghost, to Thee
Hymn and chant and high thanksgiving
And unending praises be,
Honor, glory, and dominion,
And eternal victory
Evermore and evermore.
D G A7 D / D Em A / G D G A7 Bm / Bm G A D / D Em A / G A / Bm G D
C F G C / C Dm G / F C F G Am / Am F G C / C Dm G / F G / Am F C
G C D7 G / Am D / C G/B C D7 Em /
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Words: Anonymous Greek; Translated by John Brownlie (1857- 1925), Hymns of the Russian Church, 1907
Music: St. Stephen, William Jones (1726-1800), 1789
MIDI / Noteworthy Composer
Meter: CM
Alternate Tunes: "Consolation" or "Morning Star" or "Morning Song"
MIDI / Noteworthy Composer
MIDI / Noteworthy Composer (Melody Only)
Meter: 8,6,8,6,8,6
Traditional Greek Melody
MIDI / Noteworthy Composer
Meter: CM
1. The King shall come when morning dawns,
And light triumphant breaks;
When beauty gilds the eastern hills,
And life to joy awakes.
2. Not as of old a little child
To bear, and fight, and die,
But crowned with glory like the sun
That lights the morning sky.
3. O brighter than the rising morn
When he, victorious, rose,
And left the lonesome place of death,
Despite the rage of foes; --
4. O brighter than that glorious morn
Shall this fair morning be,
When Christ, our King, in beauty comes,
And we his face shall see.
5. The King shall come when morning dawns,
And earth's dark night is past;
O haste the rising of that morn,
The day that aye shall last;
6. And let the endless bliss begin,
By weary saints foretold,
When right shall triumph over wrong,
And truth shall be extolled.
7. The King shall come when morning dawns,
And light and beauty brings:
Hail, Christ the Lord! Thy people pray,
Come quickly, King of kings. Amen.
Alternate Tune: "Consolation," which has been traced to John Logan’s Sixteen Tune Settings, 1812. In 1813, it was included in John Wyeth’s Repository of Sacred Music: Part Second (Harrisburg, Pennsylvania) and renamed "Morning Song" (and who is sometimes given credit for its composition). The tune has been included in numerous nineteenth century collections and is one of a very few early USA melodies to be included in recent British hymnals. Source: Providence United Methodist Church.
An article written by David Warren Steel, John Wyeth and the Development
of Southern Folk Hymnody, gives considerable background on Wyeth, although none on this tune.
According to Cyberhymnal, “Morning Song” is a melody from Kentucky Harmony, and was written by Ananias Davisson, 1816, although attributed by some to Elkanah Kelsay Dare (1782-1826). The Lutheran Book of Worship (1978) gives attribution to Davisson in Kentucky Harmony (Hymn 33). The Rev. Richard Jordan states "attrributed to John Weyth." The Hymnal 1982 gives attribution to Dare (Hymns 9 & 583). The Hymnal 1940 gives attribution of the same tune to The Union Harmony, Virginia, 1848. The Book of Hymns (1964) states "Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, Part Second, 1813."
There are several tunes with the name of "Consolation" or "Morning Song" by other composers, including Felix Mendelssohn, Oliver Holden, James P. Harding, Francois H. Barthelemon, Samuel Webbe, Ludvig M. Lindeman and others.
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| Version I 2. Our hearts enlighten from above, 3. And when as Judge Thou drawest nigh 4. O let us not, for evil past, 5. To God the Father, God the Son,
| Version II Pour light opon us from a bove And when, as Judge, thou srawest night O let us not, for evil past, Be driven from Thy face at last, To God the Father and the Son, |
Verbum supernum prodiens
| The Word descending from above, |
In mortem a discipulo | When about to be given over |
Quibus sub bina specie | Under a twofold appearance |
Se nascens dedit socium, | By His birth He gave Himself as our companion; |
O salutaris hostia, | O saving victim, who throws open |
Uni trinoque Domino | Eternal glory be to God, |
Chords: D G D / G D A Bm / Em A F#m Bm / D Bm G D
Chords: G C G / C G D Em / Am D Bm Em / G Em C G
| English
| Latin |
| Version II
| Version III |
Thy people’s everlasting light,
Jesu, Redeemer, save us all,
And hear Thy servants when they call.
Thou, grieving that the ancient curse
Should doom to death a universe,
Hast found the medicine, full of grace,
To save and heal a ruined race.
Thou cam’st, the Bridegroom of the bride,
As drew the world to evening-tide;
Proceeding from a virgin shrine,
The spotless Victim all divine.
At Whose dread Name, majestic now,
All knees must bend, all hearts must bow;
And things celestial Thee shall own,
And things terrestrial, Lord alone.
O Thou Whose coming is with dread
To judge and doom the quick and dead,
Preserve us, while we dwell below,
From every insult of the foe.
To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Laud, honor, might, and glory be
From age to age eternally. ¶ Monday, March 06, 2006 0 comments
Reveal yourself in virgin birth,
The birth which ages all adore,
A wondrous birth, befitting God.
From human will you do not apring,
But from the Spirit of our God;
O World of God, come; take our flesh
And grow as child in Mary's womb.
You came forth from theeternal God,
And you returned to that same source.
You duffered death and harrowed hell,
And reigned once more from God's high throne.
With God the Father You are One,
And one with us in human flesh.
Oh, fill our weak and dying frame
With godly strength which never fails.
You cradly shines with glory's lightl
Its splendor pierces all our gloom.
Our faith reflects those radiant beams;
No night shall overcome it now.
All praise, O unbegotten God,
All praise to you, eternal Word,
All praise, lifegiving Spirit, praise,
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Savior of the nations, come;
Virgin’s Son, here make Thy home!
Marvel now, O heaven and earth,
That the Lord chose such a birth.
Not by human flesh and blood;
By the Spirit of our God
Was the Word of God made flesh,
Woman’s offspring, pure and fresh.
Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child
Of the virgin undefiled!
Though by all the world disowned,
Still to be in heaven enthroned.
From the Father forth He came
And returneth to the same,
Captive leading death and hell
High the song of triumph swell!
Thou, the Father’s only Son,
Hast over sin the victory won.
Boundless shall Thy kingdom be;
When shall we its glories see?
Brightly doth Thy manger shine,
Glorious is its light divine.
Let not sin o’ercloud this light;
Ever be our faith thus bright.
Praise to God the Father sing,
Praise to God the Son, our King,
Praise to God the Spirit be
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Creator of all things we pray
That in your constant fears may cease
And rested bodies wake in peace.
Save us from troubled, restless sleep,
From all ill dreams you children keep;
So calm our minds that fears may cease
And rested bodies wake in peace.
A healthy life we ask of you,
The fire of love in us renew,
And when the dawn new light will bring
You praise and glory we shall sing.
Almighty Father, hear our cry
Through Jesus Christ, our Lord Most High,
Whom with the Spirit we adore
Forever and forevermore.
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Word of the Father throned on high,
Light from the Light invisible,
And watchful guardian over all.
The whole creatio's Architect,
You set the bounds of night and day;
Give to our wearied bodies rest
In night's enfolding quietness.
You broke the chains of death and hell:
Lord, free us from our ancient foe
And let him never lead astray
Those you have ransomed by your blood.
Lord, while we live for this short time
As mortals clothed in earthbound frame,
Refresh us now with restful sleep
That waking we may watch with you.
All glory be to you, Lord Christ,
Who, conquering death, reign gloriously
With God, Creator of all things
And with the Spirit, Comforter.
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Of God the Father's Face,
The eternal splendor wearing;
Celestial, holy, blest,
Our Savior Jesus Christ,
Joyful in Thine appearing.
2. Now, ere day fadeth quite,
We see the evening light,
Our wonted hymn outpouring,
Father of might unknown,
Thee, His incarnate Son,
And Holy Ghost adoring.
3. To Thee of right belongs
All praise of holy songs,
O Son of God, Life-giver;
Thee, therefore, O Most High,
The world doth glorify
And shall exalt forever. ¶ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments
You daytime radiant with the sunlight
And to the night give glittering adornement,
Stars in the heavens.
Now comes the day's end as the sun is setting:
Mirror of daybreak, pledge of resurrection;
While in the heavens chois of stars appearing
Hallow the nightfall.
Therefore we come now evening rites to offer,
Joyfully chanting holy hymns to praise you,
WIth all creation joining hearts and voices
Singing your glory.
Give heed, we pray you, to our supplication:
That you may grant us pardon for offenses,
Strength to our weak hearts, rest for aching bodies,
Soothing the weary.
Though bodies slumber, heart shall keep their vigil,
For ever resting in the peace of Jesus,
In light or darkness worshippng our Savior
Now and forever.
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Who in the high arched sky has placed
The sun that flames up from the East
And brings the splendors of the dawn:
For you the dazzling star shines forth
Which in its gleaming path declares
The wonders of your glorious power,
And beckons us to worship You.
The day departs, the evening stars
Serenely light hte darkening sky;
The moon with cool reflected glow
Will bring the silences of night.
You, Holy One, Creator, Lord,
You in the primal workd once set
The boundareis of the day and night
And ordered seasons in their round.
Like sun and day, shine in our hearts;
Like moon and night, give loving peace.
Free us from bonds of blinding sin
And guide us on our path to You.
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You gave the day with splendor bright.
WHen on the new and living Earth
You brought all things to glorious birth.
You joined the morn and evening ray;
You found it good and called it "day".
But now the threatening darkness nears
We pray you, Father, calm our fears.
Lest we, beset by doubt and strife,
Forget Your blessed gift of life,
And anguished and in mind distressed,
Be crushed by guilt, by sin oppressed.
Eternal Father, help us rise
And strive to gain the heavenly prize;
For you alone can make us strong
To turn from sin and case from wrong.
Defend us, Father, through the night,
And with your Son, and Spirit bright
The Trinity whom we adore
Be with us now and evermore.
- Latin, 6th c. ¶ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments
Heavenly, holy, blessed Jesus Christ;
We have come to the setting of the Sun,
And we look to the evening light.
We sing to God; the Father, the Son and Holy Spirit.
You are worthy of being praised with pure voices forever.
O Son of God, O Giver of Light;
The universe proclaims Your glory. ¶ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments
In You the Father's glory shone.
Immortal, holy, blest is He,
And bles are You, His holy Son.
Now sunset comes, but light shines forth,
The lamps are lit to pierce the night.
Praise Father, Son and Spirit: God
Who dwells in the eternal light.
Worthy are you of endless praise,
O Son of God, Lifegiving Lord;
Wherefore You are through all the Earth
And in the highest heaven adored.
- Phos Hilarion, Greed, 3rd. c. ¶ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments
O God of truth, O Lord of might,
Who ord’rest time and change aright,
Bright’ning the morn with golden gleams,
Kindling the noonday’s fiery beams.
Quench Thou in us the flame of strife,
From passion’s heat preserve our life,
Our bodies keep from perils free,
And give our souls true peace in Thee.
Almighty Father, hear my cry
Through Jesus Christ our Lord most high,
Who with the Holy Ghost and Thee
Doth live and reign eternally. ¶ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments
With God the Father and the Son,
Pour forth into our hearts, we pray,
The fullness of your grace today.
Let mouth and tongue, mind, sense, and strength
God's mighty actions tell at length;
Let love in flames of living fire
The hearts of all the world inspire.
Almighty Father, hear our cry
Through Jesus Christ, our Lord Most High,
Whom with the Spirit we adore
Forever and forever more.
- Ambrose of Milan, 4th c. ¶ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments
With fervent heart and ready mind:
Each day the sun at senith calls
The faithful to their noonday prayers.
For at this hour to all the world
The grace of true salvation came:
The Lamb of God restored our peace
By virtue of His saving cross.
So dazzling is its holy light,
It puts the noonday sun in shade.
Then let us all with job embrace
The flaming splendor of such grace.
All glory be to You, Lord Christ,
Who, conquering death, reign gloriously,
With God, Creator of all things
And with the Spirit, Comforter.
- From the Latin ¶ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments
thyself unmoved, all motion's source,
who from the morn till evening ray
through all its changes guid'st the day:
Grant us, when this short life is past,
the glorious evening that shall last;
that, by a holy death attained,
eternal glory may be gained.
O Father, that we ask by done,
through Jesus Christ, thine only Son,
who, with the Holy Ghost and thee,
doth live and reign eternally.
Words: Ambrose of Milan (340-397);
trans. John Mason Neale, 1851 ¶ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments
In sacrifice to die;
Is this Thy sorrow nought to us
Who pass unheeding by?
Our sins, not thine, Thou bearest, Lord;
Make us Thy sorrow feel,
'Till through our pity and our shame
Love answers Love's appeal.
This is Earth's darkest hour, but Thou
Dost light and life retore;
Then let all praise be given Thee
Who livest evermore.
- Peter Abelard, 12th c.
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Sunset to sunrise changes now,For God doth make His world anew;
On the Redeemer's thron-crowned brow
The wonders of that dawn we view.
E'en though the sun withholds its light,
Lo! a more heavenly lamp shines here,
And from the cross on Calv'ry's height
Gleams of eternity appear.
Here in o'erwhelming final strife
The Lord of life hath victory,
And sin is slain, and death brings life,
And earth inherits heaven's key.
- Clement of Alexandria, 2nd c.
Note: Refers to ancient images of the Crucifixion which show the Moon and Sun on either side of the Cross.
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The fervent prayer, with many'a tear
Poured forth by all the penitent
Who keep this holy fast of Lent!
Each heart is manifest to Thee;
Thou knowest our infirmity;
Now we repent, and seek Thy face;
Grant unto us Thy pardoning grace.
Spare us, O Lord, who now confess
Our sins and all our wickedness,
And, for the flory of Thy Name,
Our weakened souls to health reclaim.
Give us the discipline that springs
From abstinence in outward things
With inward fasting, so that we
In heart and soul may dwell with Thee.
Grant, O Thou blessed Trinity;
Grant, O unchanging Unity;
That this our fast of forty days
May work our profit and Thy praise.
- Gregory the Great, 6th c.
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In company with ages past,
Keep vigil with our heavenly Lord
In His temptation and His fast.
The covenant so long revealed
To those of faith in former time,
Christ by His own example sealed,
The Lord of love, in love sublime.
Your love, O Lord, our sinful race
Has not returned, but falsified;
Author of mercy, turn your face
And grant repentance for our pride.
Remember, Lord, though rail we be,
In Your own Image were we made;
Help us, lest in anxiety,
We cause Your Name to be betrayed.
Therefore, we pray You, Lord, forgive;
So when our wanderings here shall cease,
We may with You forever live,
In love and unity and peace.
- Gregory the Great, 6th c.
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Shine in our hearts, we pray;
Dispel the gloom that shades our minds
And be to us as day.
Give guidance to our wandering ways,
Forgive us, Lord, our sin;
Restore us by Your loving care
To peace and joy within.
Lord, grant that we in penitence
May offer You our praise,
And through Your saving sacrifice
Receive your gift of grace.
Now nearer draws the day of days
When paradise shall bloom,
When we shall be at one with you,
Lord, risen from the tomb.
The universe your glory shows,
Blest Father, Spirit, Son;
We shall acclaim you majesty,
Eternal Three in One. ¶ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments
Servant of God, remember
The stream thy soul bedewing,
The grace that came upon thee
Anointing and renewing.
When kindly slumber calls thee,
Upon thy bed reclining,
Trace thou the cross of Jesus,
Thy heart and forehead signing.
The cross dissolves the darkness,
And drives away temptation;
It calms the wavering spirit
By quiet consecration.
Begone, begone, the terrors
Of vague and formless dreaming;
Begone, thou fell deceiver,
With all thy boasted scheming.
Begone, thou crooked serpent,
Who, twisting and pursuing,
By fraud and lie preparest
The simple soul’s undoing.
Tremble, for Christ is near us,
Depart, for here He dwelleth,
And this, the sign thou knowest,
Thy strong battalions quelleth.
Then while the weary body
Its rest in sleep is nearing,
The heart will muse in silence
On Christ and His appearing.
To God, eternal Father,
To Christ, our King, be glory,
And to the Holy Spirit,
In never ending story.
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to mark the cry, to know the tear
before thy throne of mercy spent
in this thy holy fast of Lent.
Our hearts are open, Lord, to thee:
thou knowest our infirmity;
pour out on all who seek thy face
abundance of thy pardoning grace.
Our sins are many, this we know;
spare us, good Lord, thy mercy show;
and for the honor of thy name
our fainting souls to life reclaim.
Give us the self-control that springs
from discipline of outward things,
that fasting inward secretly
the soul may purely dwell with thee.
We pray thee, Holy Trinity,
one God, unchanging Unity,
that we from this our abstinence
may reap the fruits of penitence.
Words: attributed to Gregory the Great, sixth century;
trans. Thomas Alexander Lacey, 1906
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Music: “Plaistow,” Magdalen Hymns, 1760 (MIDI, score).
O Jesu Christ, from Thee began
This healing for the soul for man,
By fasting sought, by fasting found
Through forty days of yearly round;
That he who fell from high delight,
Borne down to sensual appetite,
By dint of stern control may rise
To climb the hills of Paradise.
Therefore behold Thy Church, O Lord,
And grace of penitence accord
To all who seek with generous tears
Renewal of their wasted years.
Forgive the sin that we have done,
Forgive the course that we have run,
And show henceforth in evil day
Thyself our succor and our stay.
But now let every heart prepare,
By sacrifice of fast and prayer,
To keep with joy magnifical
The solemn Easter festival.
Father and Son and Spirit blest,
To Thee be every prayer addrest,
Who art in threefold Name adored,
From age to age, the only Lord. ¶ Thursday, March 02, 2006 0 comments
for sins of heart, of word or deed,
when we in humble fear record
the wrong that we have done the Lord;
who, alway merciful and good,
has borne so long our wayward mood,
nor cut us off unsparingly
in our so great iniquity.
Therefore with fasting and with prayer,
our secret sorrow we declare;
with all good striving seek his face,
and lowly-hearted plead for grace.
Cleanse us, O Lord, from every stain,
help us the meed of praise to gain,
till with the angels linked in love
joyful we tread thy courts above.
Father and Son and Spirit blest,
to thee be every prayer addressed,
who art in threefold Name adored,
from age to age, the only Lord.
Words: Latin, 11th c.;
trans. Thomas Alexander Lacey, 1906 ¶ Thursday, March 02, 2006 0 comments
From the 10th century, though some feel it is Ambrosian from the 6th century. This hymn is traditionally used for the ferial offices for Lauds during the weeks of Lent before Holy Week. The revsion of 1632 altered the hymn extensively with the title of the hymn becoming O Sol salutis, initimis. |
| IAM, Christe, sol iustitiae, mentis dehiscant tenebrae, virtutum ut lux redeat, terris diem cum reparas. | NOW Christ, Thou Sun of righteousness, let dawn our darkened spirits bless: the light of grace to us restore while day to earth returns once more. |
| Dans tempus acceptabile et paenitens cor tribue, convertat ut benignitas quos longa suffert pietas. | Thou who dost give the accepted time, give, too, a heart that mourns for crime, let those by mercy now be cured whom loving - kindness long endured. |
| Quiddamque paenitentiae da ferre, quo fit demptio, maiore tuo munere, culparum quamvis grandium. | Spare not, we pray, to send us here some penance kindly but severe, so let Thy gift of pardoning grace our grievous sinfulness efface. |
| Dies venit, dies tua, per quam reflorent omnia; laetemur in hac ut tuae per hanc reducti gratiae. | Soon will that day, Thy day, appear and all things with its brightness cheer: we will rejoice in it, as we return thereby to grace, and Thee. |
| Te rerum universitas, clemens, adoret, Trinitas, et nos novi per veniam novum canamus canticum. Amen. | Let all the world from shore to shore Thee, gracious Trinity, adore; right soon Thy loving pardon grant, that we our new-made song may chant. Amen. |
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Christian, dost thou see them on the holy ground,
How the powers of darkness rage thy steps around?
Christian, up and smite them, counting gain but loss,
In the strength that cometh by the holy cross.
Christian, dost thou feel them, how they work within,
Striving, tempting, luring, goading into sin?
Christian, never tremble; never be downcast;
Gird thee for the battle, watch and pray and fast.
Christian, dost thou hear them, how they speak thee fair?
“Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer?”
Christian, answer boldly: “While I breathe I pray!”
Peace shall follow battle, night shall end in day.
“Well I know thy trouble, O my servant true;
Thou art very weary, I was weary, too;
But that toil shall make thee some day all Mine own,
At the end of sorrow shall be near my throne.”
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A song of thanks and praise!
The horn of our salvation
Hath GOD vouchsafed to raise!
A monarch true and faithful,
And glorious in her might,
To champion CHRIST’s own quarrel,
And Orthodoxy’s right!
Now manifest is glory;
Now grace and virtue shine:
Now joys the Church regaining
Her ornaments divine:
And girds them on in gladness,
As fits a festal day,
After long months of struggle,
Long years of disarray.
Now cries the blood for vengeance,
By persecutors poured,
Of them that died defending
The likeness of the LORD:
The likeness as a mortal
That He vouchsafed to take
Long years ago, in Bethlem,
Incarnate for our sake.
Awake, O Church, and triumph
Exult, each realm and land!
And open let the houses,
The ascetic houses stand!
And let the holy virgins
With joy and song take in
Their relics and their Icons,
Who died this day to win!
Assemble ye together
So joyous and so bold,
The ascetic troops, and pen them
Once more within the fold!
If strength again he gather, [19]
Again the foe shall fall:
If counsel he shall counsel,
Our GOD shall scatter all.
The LORD, the LORD hath triumphed:
Let all the world rejoice!
Hushed is the turmoil, silent
His servants’ tearful voice:
And the One Faith, the True Faith,
Goes forth from East to West,
Enfolding, in its beauty,
The earth as with a vest.
They rise, the sleepless watchmen
Upon the Church’s wall;
With yearning supplication
On GOD the LORD they call:
And He, though long time silent,
Bowed down a gracious ear,
His people’s earnest crying
And long complaint to hear.
Sing, sing for joy, each desert!
Exult, each realm of earth!
Ye mountains, drop down sweetness!
Ye hillocks, leap for mirth!
For CHRIST the WORD, bestowing
His blessed peace on men,
In Faith’s most holy union
Hath knit His Church again.
The GOD of vengeance rises:
And CHRIST attacks the foe,
And makes His servants mighty
The wicked to o’erthrow.
And now Thy condescension
In boldness may we hymn,
And now in peace and safety
Thy sacred Image limn.
O LORD of loving kindness,
How wondrous are Thy ways!
What tongue of man suffices
Thy gentleness to praise?
Because of Thy dear Image
Men dared Thy Saints to kill,
Yet didst Thou not consume them,
But bear’st their insults still.
Thou Who has fixed unshaken
Thy Church’s mighty frame,
So that hell-gates shall never
Prevail against the same;—
Bestow upon Thy people
Thy peace, that we may bring
One voice, one hymn, one spirit,
To glorify our King!
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| French lyrics | Literal English translation |
|---|---|
Part I: Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle, | Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle, He, our Maker, deeply grieving Tell how, when at length the fullness, Lo! He lies an Infant weeping, Thus, with thirty years accomplished, There the nails and spears He suffers, Faithful cross, thou sign of triumph, Bend thy boughs, O tree of glory! Thou alone wast counted worthy To the Trinity be glory |
Words: Pange lingua gloriosi praelium certaminis,
Venantius Honorius Clementianus Fortunatus (ca. 535-600), 569;
trans. John Mason Neale (1818-1866), 1851,
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defiled and put to scorn;
O kingly head surrounded
with mocking crown of thorn:
What sorrow mars thy grandeur?
Can death thy bloom deflower?
O countenance whose splendor
the hosts of heaven adore!
Thy beauty, long-desirèd,
hath vanished from our sight;
thy power is all expirèd,
and quenched the light of light.
Ah me! for whom thou diest,
hide not so far thy grace:
show me, O Love most highest,
the brightness of thy face.
I pray thee, Jesus, own me,
me, Shepherd good, for thine;
who to thy fold hast won me,
and fed with truth divine.
Me guilty, me refuse not,
incline thy face to me,
this comfort that I lose not,
on earth to comfort thee.
In thy most bitter passion
my heart to share doth cry,
with thee for my salvation
upon the cross to die.
Ah, keep my heart thus moved
to stand thy cross beneath,
to mourn thee, well-beloved,
yet thank thee for thy death.
My days are few, O fail not,
with thine immortal power,
to hold me that I quail not
in death's most fearful hour;
that I may fight befriended,
and see in my last strife
to me thine arms extended
upon the cross of life.
Am F Dm C G C / E Am E Am / F Dm C G C / E Am E Am
Em F G F C / F A7 Dm A / D7 G C G D G / C F G C
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we celebrate with songs of praise;
for Christ, through whom all things were made,
himself has fasted and has prayed.
Alone and fasting Moses saw
the loving God who gave the law;
and to Elijah, fasting, came
the steeds and chariots of flame.
So Daniel trained his mystic sight,
delivered from the lions' might;
and John, the Bridegroom's friend, became
the herald of Messiah's name.
Then grant us, Lord, like them to be
full oft in fast and prayer with thee;
our spirits strengthen with thy grace,
and give us joy to see thy face.
O Father, Son, and Spirit blest,
to thee be every prayer addressed,
who art in three-fold Name adored,
from age to age, the only Lord.
Words: Latin, sixth century;
trans. Maurice F. Bell, 1906
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which is my sin, though it were done before?
Wilt thou forgive those sins through which I run,
and do run still, though still I do deplore?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
for I have more.
Wilt thou forgive that sin, by which I won
others to sin, and made my sin their door?
Wilt thou forgive that sin which I did not shun
a year or two, but wallowed in a score?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
for I have more.
I have a sin of fear that when I've spun
my last thread, I shall perish on the shore;
swear by thyself, that at my death thy Son
shall shine as he shines now, and heretofore.
And having done that, thou hast done,
I fear no more.
Words: John Donne (1673-1631)
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| English 2. Through her heart, His sorrow sharing, 3. Oh, how sad and sore distress'd 4. Christ above in torment hangs; 5. Is there one who would not weep, 6. Can the human heart refrain 7. Bruis'd, derided, curs'd, defil'd, 8. For the sins of His own nation, 9. O thou Mother! fount of love! 10. Make me feel as thou hast felt; 11. Holy Mother! pierce me through; 12. Let me share with thee His pain, 13. Let me mingle tears with thee, 14. By the cross with thee to stay, 15. Virgin of all virgins best, 16. Let me, to my latest breath, 17. Wounded with His every wound, 18. Be to me, O Virgin, nigh, 19. Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence, 20. While my body here decays, Amen.
| Latin 2. Cuyus animam gementem, 3. O quam tristis et afflicta 4. Quae moerebat et dolebat, 5. Quis est homo qui non fleret, 6. Quis non posset contristari, 7. Pro peccatis suae gentis 8. Vidit suum dulcem natum 9. Eia Mater, fons amoris, 10. Fac ut ardeat cor meum 11. Sancta mater, istud agas, 12. Tui nati vulnerati, 13. Fac me tecum pie flere, 14. Iuxta crucem tecum stare, 15. Virgo virginum praeclara, 16. Fac ut portem Christi mortem, 17. Fac me plagis vulnerari, 18. Flammis ne urar succensus 19. Christe, cum sit hinc exire, 20. Quando corpus morietur, |
Oh Blessed Holy Mother,
make the wounds of thy only son,
unto my heart imprinted.
Mother bowed with grief appalling must thou watch, with tears slow falling, on the cross Thy dying son!
Through my heart, thus sorrow riven, must that cruel sword be driven, as foretold - O Holy One!
Oh, how mournful and oppressed was that Mother ever-blessed, Mother of the Spotless One:
She, whose grieving was perceiving, contemplating, unabating, all the anguish of her Son!
Is there any, tears withholding, Christ's dear Mother thus beholding, in woe - like no other woe!
Who that would not grief be feeling for that Holy Mother kneeling - what suffering was ever so?
For the sins of every nation she beheld his tribulation, given to scourgers for a prey:
Saw her Jesus foully taken, languishing, by all forsaken, when his spirit passed away.
Love's sweet fountain, Mother tender, haste this hard heart, soft to render, make me sharer in Thy pain.
Fire me now with zeal so glowing, love so rich to Jesus, flowing, that I favor may obtain.
Holy Mother, I implore Thee, crucify this heart before Thee, guilty it is verily!
Hate, misprision, scorn, derision, thirst assailing, failing vision, railing, ailing, deal to me.
In Thy keeping, watching, weeping, by the cross may I unsleeping live and sorrow for his sake.
Close to Jesus, with Thee kneeling, all Thy dolours with Thee feeling, oh grant this - the prayer I make.
Maid immaculate, excelling, peerless one, in heav'n high dwelling, make me truly mourn with Thee.
Make me sighing hear Him dying, ever newly vivifying the anguish He bore for me.
With the same scar lacerated, by the cross enfired, elated, wrought by love to ecstasy!
Thus inspired and affected let me, Virgin, be protected when sounds forth the call for me!
May his sacred cross defend me, he who died there so befriend me, that His pardon shall suffice.
When this earthly frame is riven, grant that to my soul is given all the joys of Paradise! ¶ Thursday, March 02, 2006
Isaac Watts, 1707
| When I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2. Forbid it Lord that I should boast, | 3. See, from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4. Were the whole realm of nature mine, |
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Venantius Fortunatus, 569
| The royal banners forward go; The cross shines forth in mystic glow Where He in flesh, our flesh who made, Our sentence bore, our ransom paid; 2. Where deep for us the spear was dyed, 3. Fulfilled is all that David told | 4. O Tree of beauty, Tree of light, O Tree with royal purple dight; Elect, on whose triumphal breast Those holy limbs should find their rest; 5. On whose dear arms, so widely flung, 6. O Cross, our one reliance, hail! |
Let homage meet by all be done
Whom by the cross Thou dost restore,
Preserve, and govern evermore.
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Attributed to St. Theodulph, Bishop of Orleans, ca. 800
tr. by John M. Neale, 1864
| All glory, laud, and honour To Thee, Redeemer, King! To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comest, The King and Blessed One. 2. All glory, laud, and honour | 3. All glory, Iaud, and honour To Thee, Redeemer, King, To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. The people of the Hebrews With psalms before Thee went; Our praise and prayer and anthems Before Thee we present. 4. All glory, laud, and honour |
To Thee, Redeemer, King,
To whom the lips of children
Made sweet hosannas ring.
Thou didst accept their praises;
Accept the prayers we bring,
Who in all good delightest,
Thou good and gracious King.
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Bernard of Morlas, c. 1145; tr. by John Neale, 1858
| Brief life is here our portion; Brief sorrow, short-lived care. The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there. O happy retribution: Short toil, eternal rest; For mortals and for sinners A mansion with the blest! 2. There grief is turned to pleasure; 3. And now we fight the battle, | 4. But He whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own. And there is David's fountain And life in fullest glow; And there the light is golden, And milk and honey flow. 5. The morning shall awaken, 6. O sweet and blessed country, |
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Bernard of Morlas, c. 1140, tr. by John M. Neale, 1849
| The world is very evil, The times are waxing late; Be sober and keep vigil, The Judge is at the gate; The Judge that comes in mercy, The Judge that comes with might, To terminate the evil, To diadem the right. 2. Arise, arise, good Christian, | 3. O home of fadeless splendor, Of flow'rs that bear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children Who here as exiles mourn. Midst pow'r that knows no limit, Where knowledge has no bound, The beatific vision Shall glad the saints around. 4. Strive, man, to win that glory; |
| 5. O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest, Who art, with God the Father And Spirit, ever blest. |
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Latin hymn, 12th century, translated by John Neale, 1852
Em G Am D7 G / D G C Am Bm Em / Am Em A7 D / Em D G Am D7 G
G D Em Bm Am D7 Em / D G C Am Bm Em
Am C Dm G7 C / G C F Dm Em Am / Dm Am D7 G / Am G C Dm G7 C
C G Am Em Dm G7 Am / G C F Dm Em Am
| O come, O come Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear. Chorus: 2. Oh, come, oh, come, great Lord of might, 3. Oh, come, strong branch of Jesse, free 4. Oh, come, Thou Key of David, come 5. O Come Thou Dayspring, from on high 6. O come, Thou Wisdom from on high, 7. O come desire of nations, bind | Veni, veni Emmanuel, Captivum solve Israel, Qui gemit in exilio VENI, veni, Emmanuel captivum solve Israel, qui gemit in exsilio, privatus Dei Filio. R: Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel, nascetur pro te Israel! VENI, O Sapientia, VENI, veni, Adonai, VENI, O Iesse virgula, VENI, Clavis Davidica, VENI, veni O Oriens, VENI, veni, Rex Gentium, |
C F Dm G7 C / Dm G7 C / F Dm G7 C / Dm G7 C
Emmanuel, Emmanuel
His name is called Emmanuel
God with us, revealed in us
His name is called Emmanuel
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Emmanuel, emmanuel.
Wonderful, counselor!
Lord of life, lord of all;
Hes the prince of peace, mighty god, holy one!
Emmanuel, emmanuel.
Fm C
F Em Am x 2
F Em G (or D) / Em Am F C
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G C D G / Em C Am D / x2
C D / Bm Em / C G C D / Bm Em / C Am G
A sign shall be given, a virgin will conceive
A human baby bearing undiminished deity
The glory of the nations, a light for all to see
That hope for all who will embrace His warm reality
Immanuel
Our God is with us
And if God is with us
Who could stand against us
Our God is with us
Immanuel
C D Bm Em / C D G / x 2
For all those who live in the shadow of death
A glorious light has dawned
For all those who stumble in the darkness
Behold your light has come
So what will be your answer? Will you hear the call?
Of Him who did not spare His son, but gave him for us all
On earth there is no power. There is no depth or height
That could ever separate us from the love of God in Christ
C F G C / Am F Dm G / x2
F G / Em Am / F C F G / Em Am / F Dm C
F G Em Am / F G C / x 2
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