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Hosanna to the highest. Joy betide | |||
The heavenly bridegroom and his holy bride. | |||
Let heav'n above be filled with songs, | |||
Let earth triumph below; | |||
For ever silent be those tongues that can be silent now. | |||
You rocks and stones, I charge you all to break | |||
Your flinty silence if men cease to speak; | |||
You that possess the sacred art | |||
Or now or never show it, | |||
Plead not your Muse is out of heart: | |||
Here's that creates a poet. | |||
Be ravish'd, earth, to see this contract driv'n | |||
'Twixt sinful men and reconcil'd heav'n. | |||
Dismount, you quire of angels, come, | |||
With men your joys divide; | |||
Heav'n never showed so sweet a bridegroom, | |||
Nor earth so fair a bride.}} | |||
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Revision as of 22:54, 31 January 2020
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- Editor: Raymond Nagem (submitted 2020-01-31). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 88 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Original key, with original basso continuo part only (no editorial realization).
- Editor: Raymondcreate page (submitted 2020-01-31). Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 108 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Original key. Contains an editorial realization of the continuo part.
General Information
Title: Hosanna to the highest, Z 187
Composer: Henry Purcell
Lyricist: Anonymous
Number of voices: 2vv Voicings: AB or TB
Genre: Sacred, Sacred song
Language: English
Instruments: Basso continuo
First published:
Description:
Original text and translations
English text
Hosanna to the highest. Joy betide
The heavenly bridegroom and his holy bride.
Let heav'n above be filled with songs,
Let earth triumph below;
For ever silent be those tongues that can be silent now.
You rocks and stones, I charge you all to break
Your flinty silence if men cease to speak;
You that possess the sacred art
Or now or never show it,
Plead not your Muse is out of heart:
Here's that creates a poet.
Be ravish'd, earth, to see this contract driv'n
'Twixt sinful men and reconcil'd heav'n.
Dismount, you quire of angels, come,
With men your joys divide;
Heav'n never showed so sweet a bridegroom,
Nor earth so fair a bride.