God from on high hath heard (Henry J. Gauntlett)

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  • (Posted 2020-12-12)  CPDL #61929:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2020-12-12).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 45 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn with four-part harmony and underlaid words in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard
  • (Posted 2020-12-12)  CPDL #61928:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2020-12-12).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 77 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard, melody with words.

General Information

Title: God from on high hath heard
Composer: Henry J. Gauntlett
Tune: St George
Lyricist: Charles Coffin

Translation by James Russell Woodford

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 66. 86 (S.M.)

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella or keyboard

First published:
    2nd published: 1983 in Hymns Ancient and Modern, New Standard, no. 38
Description: A descant to the hymn can be found here.

External websites:

Original text and translations

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God from on high hath heard:
let sighs and sorrows cease.
Lo, from the opening heaven descends
to man the promised peace.

Hark, through the silent night
angelic voices swell;
their joyful songs proclaim that God
is born on earth to dwell.

See how the shepherd-band
speed on with eager feet;
come to the hallowed cave with them
the holy babe to greet.

But O what sight appears
within that lowly door:
a manger, stall, and swaddling clothes,
a child, and mother poor.

Art thou the Christ? the Son?
the Father’s image bright?
and see we him whose arm upholds
earth and the starry height?

Yea, faith can pierce the cloud
which veils thy glory now;
we hail thee God, before whose throne
the angels prostrate bow.

Our sinful pride to cure
with that pure love of thine,
O be thou born within our hearts,
most holy Child divine.