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Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2007-09-16).   Score information: A4, 3 pages   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score. Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.

General Information

Title: The dayspring from on high with lustre bright
Composer: Matthew Cooke

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 10 10. 10 10. 10 10

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1791 in Twelve Psalm Tunes, p. 29-30
Description: A hymn for Christmas. Hymn Tune Index tune number 5709.

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Original text and translations

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The dayspring from on high with lustre bright
now cheers the world with his effulgent light.
The saving health and hope of human kind
sweet balm of comfort to the troubled mind.
The heavy laden hence obtain due rest,
the meek are comforted, the mourner blessed.

The thirsty soul finds mild refreshing streams,
And e'en the blind enlightened by his beams,
The deaf attend, with love and wonder gaze,
The dumb break forth to sing his mighty praise,
At his approach pale miseries decrease,
The bond of happiness and source of peace.

All hail! Redeemer hail! Almighty king,
To whom the mountains dance, the valleys sing.
Thou great Messiah, we are nought but dust,
Though heirs with Thee in kingdoms of the just:
Celestial power, of righteousness the son,
On earth as ‘tis in heaven, "Thy will be done".