Almighty Framer of the Skies

  • for choir SATB and organ

  • Duration 5'

Words

by Thomas Chatterton

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Text

Almighty Framer of the Skies!
O! let our pure Devotion rise,
Like Incense in thy Sight!
Wrapt in impenetrable Shade
The Texture of our Souls were made
Till thy Command gave Light.

The Sun of Glory gleam'd the Ray,
Refin'd the Darkness into Day,
And bid the Vapors fly:
Impell'd by his eternal Love
He left his Palaces above
To chear our gloomy Sky.

How shall we celebrate the Day,
When God appear’d in mortal Clay:
The Mark of Worldly Scorn:
When the Archangels heavenly Lays,
Attempted the Redeemer's Praise
And hail'd Salvation's Morn.

My Soul exert thy Powers, adore,
Upon Devotion's Plumage soar
To celebrate the Day:
The God from whom Creation sprung
Shall animate my grateful Tongue;
From him I'll catch the Lay!

words from A Hymn for Christmas Day - Thomas Chatterton (1752-1770)

Categories

choral - mixed voices accompanied.