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- Editor: Claude Tallet (submitted 2023-03-06). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 606 kB Copyright: CPDL
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- Contributor: Paolo Pandolfo (submitted 2015-11-23). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 1.38 MB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Scanned score from IMSLP.
General Information
Title: O Long and Darksome was the Night
Composer: George Whitefield Chadwick
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: A
Genre: Sacred, Lied
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
First published:
Description: Christmas Songs from Noël
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Original text and translations
English text
O long and darksome was the night
That in dull watches wore away,
With moon and stars alone to light
A world bewildering and astray.
While oft thick shade and murky cloud
Pale moon and stars did deep enshroud;
And nations looked, and hoped in vain
That over earth, of guilt and sorrow,
Of sin and hate, the sad domain.
Might dawn a bright and cheerful morrow,
When Thou, O Christ! of flesh wast born,
To greet Thee in Thy humble bed,
Though earth Thy lowliness should scorn,
Celestial bands with rapture sped;
At midnight on the silent air
Thy birth their floating strains declare:
The shepherds catch the thrilling lay,
In harmony their senses steeping;
Then to Thy manger take their way,
And gaze on Thee, an infant sleeping!