Stars of the morning (Henry Thomas Smart)
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- Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2021-03-03). Score information: A4, 1 page, 41 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: The hymn with four-part harmony and underlaid words in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard
- Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2021-03-03). Score information: A4, 1 page, 98 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: The hymn in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard, melody with words.
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2010-10-07). Score information: A4, 1 page, 19 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: From the English Hymnal, 1931.
General Information
Title: Stars of the morning
Composer: Henry Thomas Smart
Tune: Trisagion
Lyricist: John Mason Neale (trans.)
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn Meter: 10 10. 10 10
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella or keyboard
First published:
2nd published: 1983 in Hymns Ancient and Modern, New Standard, no. 319
Description: The Trisagion is a hymn to the thrice-holy God
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Original text and translations
English text
1. Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright,
Filled with celestial resplendence and light,
These that, where night never followeth day,
Raise the Trisagion ever and ay.
2. These are thy counsellors, these dost thou own,
Lord God of Sabaoth, nearest thy throne;
These are thy ministers, these thou dost send,
Help of the helpless ones, man to defend.
3. These keep the guard amid Salem's dear bowers;
Thrones, Principalities. Virtues, and Powers;
Where, with the living ones, mystical Four,
Cherubim, Seraphim bow and adore.
4. 'Who like the Lord?' thunders Michael the Chief;
Raphael, 'the Cure of God,' comforteth grief;
And, as at Nazareth, prophet of peace,
Gabriel, 'the Light of God,' bringeth release.
5. Then, when the earth was first poised in mid space,
Then, when the planets first sped on their race,
Then, when were ended the six days' employ,
Then all the Sons of God shouted for joy.
6. Still let them succour us; still let them fight,
Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right;
Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour,
We with the angels may bow and adore.