Christmas Songs (Huub de Lange)
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CPDL #19850:
- A Christmas Carol ( )
- A Christmas Fable ( )
- A Christmas Hymn ( )
- Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Full scores including piano 4-hands parts. The MP3 files are a synthesized realisation of the music.
General Information
Title: 3 Christmas Songs
Composer: Huub de Lange
Lyricist: Christina Rossetti (part 1)
Lyricist: Alice V. Stuart (part 2)
Lyricist: Richard Wilbur (part 3)
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Carol
Language: English
Instruments: Piano (4 Hands)
(For an orchestral version of A Christmas Hymn see the individual page.)
Published: 2009
Description: 3 movements
Original text and translations
English text
A Christmas Carol
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty winds made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter,
Long ago.
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When he comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty
Jesus Christ.
A Christmas Fable
What crew the cockerel
On Christmas morn?
It crew Christus natus est!
Loudly Christus natus est!
Gladly Christus natus est!
Christ, the Christ is born!
Quando, quando? quacked the duck.
When, O when? cried she.
In hac nocte, croacked the raven,
Humped upon a tree,
In hac nocte, in hac nocte,
This very night, quoth he.
Ubi, ubi? lowed the cow,
Where? she asked of them.
Ubi, ubi? None could tell,
Till a little lamb
Baa'ed out bravely, high and clear,
Bleated, Bethlehem.
Joyfully the donkey's voice
Answered lambkin so:
Eamus! said the ass's bray,
As all Christian men now say
Eamus! Let us go.
A Christmas Hymn
A stable-lamp is lighted
Whose glow shall wake the sky;
The stars shall bend their voices,
And every stone shall cry.
And every stone shall cry,
And straw like gold shall shine;
A barn shall harbor heaven,
A stall become a shrine.
This child through David’s city
Shall ride in triumph by;
The palm shall strew its branches,
And every stone shall cry.
And every stone shall cry,
Though heavy, dull, and dumb,
And lie within the roadway
To pave His kingdom come.
Yet He shall be forsaken,
And yielded up to die;
The sky shall groan and darken,
And every stone shall cry.
And every stone shall cry
For stony hearts of men:
God’s blood upon the spearhead,
God’s love refused again.
But now, as at the ending,
The low is lifted high;
The stars shall bend their voices,
And every stone shall cry.
And every stone shall cry
In praises of the child
By whose descent among us
The worlds are reconciled.