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  • (Posted 2020-07-09)  CPDL #59640:         
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2020-07-09).   Score information: A4, 8 pages, 135 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score.

General Information

Title: There is music by the river
Composer: Ciro Pinsuti
Lyricist: Frances Ridley Havergal

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1885 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 18, no. 510
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Original text and translations

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There is music by the river,
And music by the sea,
And music in the waterfall
That is gushing glad and free.
There is music in the brooklet
That singeth all alone,
There is music in the fountain,
With its silver tinkling tone;
But the music of thy spirit
Is sweeter far to me
Than the melody of rivers,
Or the anthems of the sea.
Why should I dwell in silence,
When the music is so near,
That may overflow my spirit,
So full, so clear!
Oh, let me listen!

There is music in the forest,
A myriad-voicèd song;
And music on the mountains,
As the great winds rush along:
There is music in the gladness
Of morning's merry light,
And in silence of the noontide,
And in hush of starry night.
But a deeper, holier music
Is the music of thy soul,
And I think the angels listen
As its starry echoes roll.
Why should I dwell in silence,
When the music that is thine
May overflow my spirit,
And blend with mine!
Oh, let me listen!