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by George Gascoigne (1525? - 1577)
You that have spent the silent night In sleep and quiet rest, And joy to see the cheerful light That riseth in the east; Now clear your voice, now cheer your heart, Come help me now to sing: Each willing wight, come bear a part, To praise the heav'nly King. And you whom care in prison keeps, Or sickness doth suppress, Or secret sorrow breaks your sleep, Or dolours do distress; Yet bear a part in doleful wise, Yea, think it good accord And an acceptable sacrifice, Each sprite to praise the Lord. The little birds which sing so sweet Are like the angels' voice, Which render God his praises meet And teach us to rejoice: And as they more esteem that mirth That dread the night's annoy, So much we deem our days on earth But hell to heav'nly joy. Unto which joys for us to attain, God grant us all his grace, And send us, after worldly pain, In heaven to have a place, Where we may still enjoy that light, Which never shall decay: Lord, for thy mercy, lend us might To see that joyful day. The rainbow bending in the sky, Bedeck'd with sundry hues, Is like the seat of God on high, And seems to tel these news: That as thereby He promisèd To drown the world in no more, So by the blood which Christ hath shed, He will our health restore.
- by George Gascoigne (1525? - 1577) [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 Edward Elgar, Sir (1857 - 1934), "Goodmorrow", 1929. [satb chorus] [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 40
Word count: 238