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This Advent moon shines cold and clear,
This Advent moon shines cold and clear,
These Advent nights are long;
  These Advent nights are long;
Our lamps have burned year after year
Our lamps have burned year after year
And still their flame is strong.
  And still their flame is strong.
'Watchman, what of the night?' we cry,
'Watchman, what of the night?' we cry,
Heart-sick with hope deferred:
  Heart-sick with hope deferred:
'No speaking signs are in the sky,'
'No speaking signs are in the sky,'
Is still the watchman's word.
  Is still the watchman's word.


The Porter watches at the gate,
The Porter watches at the gate,
The servants watch within;
  The servants watch within;
The watch is long betimes and late,
The watch is long betimes and late,
The prize is slow to win.
  The prize is slow to win.
'Watchman, what of the night?' But still
'Watchman, what of the night?' But still
His answer sounds the same:
  His answer sounds the same:
'No daybreak tops the utmost hill,
'No daybreak tops the utmost hill,
Nor pale our lamps of flame.'
  Nor pale our lamps of flame.'


One to another hear them speak
One to another hear them speak
The patient virgins wise:
  The patient virgins wise:
'Surely He is not far to seek'—
'Surely He is not far to seek'—
'All night we watch and rise.'
  'All night we watch and rise.'
'The days are evil looking back,
'The days are evil looking back,
The coming days are dim;
  The coming days are dim;
Yet count we not His promise slack,
Yet count we not His promise slack,
But watch and wait for Him.'
  But watch and wait for Him.'


One with another, soul with soul,
One with another, soul with soul,
They kindle fire from fire:
  They kindle fire from fire:
'Friends watch us who have touched the goal.'
'Friends watch us who have touched the goal.'
'They urge us, come up higher.'
  'They urge us, come up higher.'
'With them shall rest our waysore feet,
'With them shall rest our waysore feet,
With them is built our home,
  With them is built our home,
With Christ.'—'They sweet, but He most sweet,
With Christ.'—'They sweet, but He most sweet,
Sweeter than honeycomb.'
  Sweeter than honeycomb.'


There no more parting, no more pain,
There no more parting, no more pain,
The distant ones brought near,
  The distant ones brought near,
The lost so long are found again,
The lost so long are found again,
Long lost but longer dear:
  Long lost but longer dear:
Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard,
Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard,
Nor heart conceived that rest,
  Nor heart conceived that rest,
With them our good things long deferred,
With them our good things long deferred,
With Jesus Christ our Best.
  With Jesus Christ our Best.


We weep because the night is long,
We weep because the night is long,
We laugh for day shall rise,
  We laugh for day shall rise,
We sing a slow contented song
We sing a slow contented song
And knock at Paradise.
  And knock at Paradise.
Weeping we hold Him fast, Who wept
Weeping we hold Him fast, Who wept
For us, we hold Him fast;
  For us, we hold Him fast;
And will not let Him go except
And will not let Him go except
He bless us first or last.
  He bless us first or last.


Weeping we hold Him fast to-night;
Weeping we hold Him fast to-night;
We will not let Him go
  We will not let Him go
Till daybreak smite our wearied sight
Till daybreak smite our wearied sight
And summer smite the snow:
  And summer smite the snow:
Then figs shall bud, and dove with dove
Then figs shall bud, and dove with dove
Shall coo the livelong day;
  Shall coo the livelong day;
Then He shall say, 'Arise, My love,
Then He shall say, 'Arise, My love,
My fair one, come away.'
  My fair one, come away.'
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Title: This Advent moon shines cold and clear
Composer: Charles H. Giffen
Lyricist: Christina Rossetti

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredHymn

Language: English
Instruments: Organ
Published: 2009

Description: Set to the composer's hymn tune Advent, the text of this hymn is the poem Advent, by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830-1894). The music itself was inspired by the composer's anthem This Advent moon, which sets the first three stanzas of the poem.

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Advent by Christina Georgina Rossetti

This Advent moon shines cold and clear,
  These Advent nights are long;
Our lamps have burned year after year
  And still their flame is strong.
'Watchman, what of the night?' we cry,
  Heart-sick with hope deferred:
'No speaking signs are in the sky,'
  Is still the watchman's word.

The Porter watches at the gate,
  The servants watch within;
The watch is long betimes and late,
  The prize is slow to win.
'Watchman, what of the night?' But still
  His answer sounds the same:
'No daybreak tops the utmost hill,
  Nor pale our lamps of flame.'

One to another hear them speak
  The patient virgins wise:
'Surely He is not far to seek'—
  'All night we watch and rise.'
'The days are evil looking back,
  The coming days are dim;
Yet count we not His promise slack,
  But watch and wait for Him.'

One with another, soul with soul,
  They kindle fire from fire:
'Friends watch us who have touched the goal.'
  'They urge us, come up higher.'
'With them shall rest our waysore feet,
  With them is built our home,
With Christ.'—'They sweet, but He most sweet,
  Sweeter than honeycomb.'

There no more parting, no more pain,
  The distant ones brought near,
The lost so long are found again,
  Long lost but longer dear:
Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard,
  Nor heart conceived that rest,
With them our good things long deferred,
  With Jesus Christ our Best.

We weep because the night is long,
  We laugh for day shall rise,
We sing a slow contented song
  And knock at Paradise.
Weeping we hold Him fast, Who wept
  For us, we hold Him fast;
And will not let Him go except
  He bless us first or last.

Weeping we hold Him fast to-night;
  We will not let Him go
Till daybreak smite our wearied sight
  And summer smite the snow:
Then figs shall bud, and dove with dove
  Shall coo the livelong day;
Then He shall say, 'Arise, My love,
  My fair one, come away.'