by John Milton (1608 - 1674)
Nativity morn
Language: English
This is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heav'n's eternal King, Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring; For so the holy sages once did sing, That he our deadly forfeit should release, And with his Father work us a perpetual peace. Ring out, ye chrystal spherese! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time; And let the bass of Heav'n's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony. Ring out, ring out, ring out, ring out! This is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heav'n's eternal King, Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring, For so the holy sages once did sing, That he our deadly forfeit should release, And with his Father work us a perpetual peace.
Authorship:
- by John Milton (1608 - 1674) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by John La Montaine (1920 - 2013), "Nativity morn", from Songs of the Nativity, no. 3. [ sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Sanna Mansikkaniemi
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 23
Word count: 166