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- CPDL #18225: the link to this edition has been removed as it is not available for free
- Editor: M. Ryan Taylor (submitted 2008-11-09). Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Arranged in an 18th century counterpoint style setting which weaves around the familiar carol tune.
- Arranger: M. Ryan Taylor
General Information
Title: As with gladness men of old (Hark! the herald angels sing)
Composer: Felix Mendelssohn
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Carol
Language: English
Instruments: Piano or organ, with optional violin and cello parts
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Original text and translations
English text
As with gladness men of old
Did the guiding star behold;
As with joy they hailed it's light,
Leading onward beaming bright;
As with joyful steps they sped
To the lowly manger bed,
There to bend the knee before
Him whom heav'n and earth adore;
So may we with willing feet
Ever seek Thy mercy seat.
As they offered gifts most rare
At that manger rude and bare;
So may we with holy joy
Pure, and free from sin's alloy,
All our finest talents bring,
Christ, to Thee, our Savior King,
And, when earthly things are passed,
Bring our ransomed souls at last
Where they need no star to guide,
Where no clouds Thy glory hide.