by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Out of your sleep
Language: English
Out of your sleep arise and wake, For God mankind now hath ytake. All of a maid without any make: Of all women she beareth the bell. And through a maide fair and wise, Now man is made of full great price: Now angels knelen to man's service, An at this time all this befell. Now man is brighter than the sun: Now man in heav'n on high shall won: Blessed be God this game is begun And his mother the Empress of hell. That ever was thrall now is he free: That ever was small now great is she: Now shall God deem be thee and me Unto this bliss if we do well. Now man he may to heaven wend: Now heav'n and earth to him they bend. He that was foe now is our friend. This is no nay that I you tell. Now blessed Brother grant us grace, At doomes day to see the face, And in thy court to have a place, That we may there sing thee nowell.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, 15th century [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 Richard Rodney Bennett (1936 - 2012), "Out of your sleep" [chorus a cappella] [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2010-07-15
Line count: 24
Word count: 174