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I sing the birth (Arthur Sullivan)

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Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2010-07-18).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 70 kbytes   Copyright: CPDL
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Editor: Paul Howarth (submitted 2002-04-07).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 209 kbytes   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: From the Gilbert and Sullivan Archive. Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score.

General Information

Title: I Sing the Birth
Composer: Arthur Sullivan
Lyricist: Ben Jonson

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Carol

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: Boosey & Co., 1868

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Original text and translations

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I sing the birth was born tonight,
The Author both of life and light;
The angels so did sound it.
And like the ravish'd shepherds said
Who saw the light and were afraid,
Yet searched, and true they found it.

The Son of God, th'Eternal King,
That did us all salvation bring,
And freed the soul from danger.
He, whom the whole world could not take,
The Word which heav'n and earth did make,
Was now laid in a manger.

The Father's wisdom will'd it so,
The Son's obedience knew no No,
Both wills were in one stature:
And as that wisdom had decreed,
The Word was now made flesh indeed,
And took on Him our nature,
And took on Him our nature.

What comfort by Him do we win,
Who made Himself the price of sin,
To make us heirs in glory?
To see this babe all innocence,
A martyr born in our defence.
Can man forget this story?

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