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==Music files== | ==Music files== | ||
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'''SATB and | '''SATB, SSA and hymn versions:''' | ||
*{{PostedDate|2015-06-07}} {{CPDLno|35676}} [https://plbmusic.blogspot.com/2019/01/watts-cradle-carol-2-versions.html {{net}}] PDF, MP3, MXL, SIB and MIDI files available. | *{{PostedDate|2015-06-07}} {{CPDLno|35676}} [https://plbmusic.blogspot.com/2019/01/watts-cradle-carol-2-versions.html {{net}}] PDF, MP3, MXL, SIB and MIDI files available. | ||
{{Editor|Philip Le Bas|2015-06-12}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|6|291}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | {{Editor|Philip Le Bas|2015-06-12}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|6|291}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | ||
: | :{{EdNotes|Fully updated 2019}} | ||
==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''Watts' Cradle Carol''}} | |||
{{Composer|Philip Le Bas}} | {{Composer|Philip Le Bas}} | ||
{{Lyricist|Isaac Watts}} | {{Lyricist|Isaac Watts}} | ||
{{Voicing|3-4|SATB}}, with {{vcat|SSA}} | {{Voicing|3-4|SATB}}, with {{vcat|SSA|add=arrangement, and hymn version.}} | ||
{{Genre|Sacred|Carols}} | {{Genre|Sacred|Carols}} | ||
{{Language|English}} | {{Language|English}} | ||
{{Instruments|Organ}} | {{Instruments|Organ}} | ||
{{Pub|1|2015}} Fully updated 2019 | {{Pub|1|2015}} Fully updated 2019 | ||
{{Descr| An original setting of Isaac Watts' Cradle Hymn, "Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber", for choir and organ accompaniment.}} | |||
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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
{{LinkText|Hush! My dear, lie still and slumber}} | {{LinkText|Hush! My dear, lie still and slumber}} | ||
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1. | 1. | ||
Hush, my dear; lie still and slumber | Hush, my dear; lie still and slumber | ||
Holy angels guard thy bed; | |||
Heavenly blessings, without number, | Heavenly blessings, without number, | ||
Gently falling on thy head. | |||
Sleep, my babe! Thy food and raiment, | Sleep, my babe! Thy food and raiment, | ||
House and home, thy friends provide, | |||
All without thy care or payment; | All without thy care or payment; | ||
All thy wants are well supplied. | |||
2. | 2. | ||
How much better thou'rt attended | How much better thou'rt attended | ||
Than the Son of God could be, | |||
When from heaven he descended, | When from heaven he descended, | ||
And became a child like thee! | |||
Soft and easy is thy cradle; | Soft and easy is thy cradle; | ||
Coarse and hard thy Savior lay, | |||
When his birthplace was a stable, | When his birthplace was a stable, | ||
And his softest bed was hay. | |||
3. | 3. | ||
Was there nothing but a manger | Was there nothing but a manger | ||
Cursed sinners could afford | |||
To receive the heavenly Stranger? | To receive the heavenly Stranger? | ||
Did they thus affront the Lord? | |||
Soft, my child! I did not chide thee, | Soft, my child! I did not chide thee, | ||
Though my song may sound too hard | |||
'Tis thy mother sits beside thee, | 'Tis thy mother sits beside thee, | ||
And her arms shall be thy guard. | |||
4. | 4. | ||
See the kindly shepherds round him, | See the kindly shepherds round him, | ||
Telling wonders from the sky; | |||
There they sought him, there they found him, | There they sought him, there they found him, | ||
With his virgin mother nigh. | |||
See the lovely Babe addressing; | See the lovely Babe addressing; | ||
Lovely Infant! how he smiled! | |||
When he wept, his mother's blessing | When he wept, his mother's blessing | ||
Soothed and hushed the holy Child. | |||
5. | 5. | ||
Lo! he slumbers in a manger, | Lo! he slumbers in a manger, | ||
Where the horned oxen fed | |||
Peace, my darling! here's no danger | Peace, my darling! here's no danger | ||
Here's no ox a-near thy bed. | |||
May'st thou live to know and fear him, | May'st thou live to know and fear him, | ||
Trust and love him, all thy days; | |||
Then go dwell forever near him, | Then go dwell forever near him, | ||
See his face, and sing his praise. | |||
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SATB, SSA and hymn versions:
- (Posted 2015-06-07) CPDL #35676: PDF, MP3, MXL, SIB and MIDI files available.
- Editor: Philip Le Bas (submitted 2015-06-12). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 291 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Fully updated 2019
General Information
Title: Watts' Cradle Carol
Composer: Philip Le Bas
Lyricist: Isaac Watts
Number of voices: 3-4vv Voicing: SATB
, with SSA
Genre: Sacred, Carol
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
First published: 2015
Fully updated 2019
Description: An original setting of Isaac Watts' Cradle Hymn, "Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber", for choir and organ accompaniment.
External websites:
Original text and translations
Original text and translations may be found at Hush! My dear, lie still and slumber.
English text
1.
Hush, my dear; lie still and slumber
Holy angels guard thy bed;
Heavenly blessings, without number,
Gently falling on thy head.
Sleep, my babe! Thy food and raiment,
House and home, thy friends provide,
All without thy care or payment;
All thy wants are well supplied.
2.
How much better thou'rt attended
Than the Son of God could be,
When from heaven he descended,
And became a child like thee!
Soft and easy is thy cradle;
Coarse and hard thy Savior lay,
When his birthplace was a stable,
And his softest bed was hay.
3.
Was there nothing but a manger
Cursed sinners could afford
To receive the heavenly Stranger?
Did they thus affront the Lord?
Soft, my child! I did not chide thee,
Though my song may sound too hard
'Tis thy mother sits beside thee,
And her arms shall be thy guard.
4.
See the kindly shepherds round him,
Telling wonders from the sky;
There they sought him, there they found him,
With his virgin mother nigh.
See the lovely Babe addressing;
Lovely Infant! how he smiled!
When he wept, his mother's blessing
Soothed and hushed the holy Child.
5.
Lo! he slumbers in a manger,
Where the horned oxen fed
Peace, my darling! here's no danger
Here's no ox a-near thy bed.
May'st thou live to know and fear him,
Trust and love him, all thy days;
Then go dwell forever near him,
See his face, and sing his praise.