Mary Beth, Beautiful hymn - it is most difficult to sing chant and have this uniform one voice sound. Takes LOTS of practice. Thanks for sharing.
This was only a portion of what I found on Wikipedia.
The most ancient of hymns written in the 9th century by Rabanus Maurus.
Here is the translation. Come, Holy Spirit, Creator blest, and in our souls take up Thy rest; come with Thy grace and heavenly aid to fill the hearts which Thou hast made. O comforter, to Thee we cry, O heavenly gift of God Most High, O fount of life and fire of love, and sweet anointing from above. Thou in Thy sevenfold gifts are known; Thou, finger of God's hand we own; Thou, promise of the Father, Thou Who dost the tongue with power imbue. Kindle our senses from above, and make our hearts o'erflow with love; with patience firm and virtue high the weakness of our flesh supply. Far from us drive the foe we dread, and grant us Thy peace instead; so shall we not, with Thee for guide, turn from the path of life aside. Oh, may Thy grace on us bestow the Father and the Son to know; and Thee, through endless times confessed, of both the eternal Spirit blest. Now to the Father and the Son, Who rose from death, be glory given, with Thou, O Holy Comforter, henceforth by all in earth and heaven. Amen.
Mary Beth,
ReplyDeleteBeautiful hymn - it is most difficult to sing chant and have this uniform one voice sound. Takes LOTS of practice. Thanks for sharing.
This was only a portion of what I found on Wikipedia.
The most ancient of hymns written in the 9th century by Rabanus Maurus.
Here is the translation.
Come, Holy Spirit, Creator blest,
and in our souls take up Thy rest;
come with Thy grace and heavenly aid
to fill the hearts which Thou hast made.
O comforter, to Thee we cry,
O heavenly gift of God Most High,
O fount of life and fire of love,
and sweet anointing from above.
Thou in Thy sevenfold gifts are known;
Thou, finger of God's hand we own;
Thou, promise of the Father, Thou
Who dost the tongue with power imbue.
Kindle our senses from above,
and make our hearts o'erflow with love;
with patience firm and virtue high
the weakness of our flesh supply.
Far from us drive the foe we dread,
and grant us Thy peace instead;
so shall we not, with Thee for guide,
turn from the path of life aside.
Oh, may Thy grace on us bestow
the Father and the Son to know;
and Thee, through endless times confessed,
of both the eternal Spirit blest.
Now to the Father and the Son,
Who rose from death, be glory given,
with Thou, O Holy Comforter,
henceforth by all in earth and heaven.
Amen.
Not knowing Latin, that was Latin, right ;-)
ReplyDelete....I heard these words in my head.
Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire,
and lighten with celestial fire;
thou the anointing Spirit art,
who dost thy sev’nfold gifts impart.
Thy blessed unction from above
is comfort, life, and fire of love.
Enable with perpetual light
the dullness of our blinded sight.
Anoint and cheer our soiled face
with the abundance of thy grace.
Keep far our foes; give peace at home;
where thou art guide, no ill can come.
Teach us to know the Father, Son,
and thee, of both, to be but one;
that through the ages all along
thy praise be our endless song!
Text: attr. Rhabanus Maurus, 776-856; tr. John Cosin, 1594-1672
beautiful, sung prayer.
ReplyDeleteMary Beth, thank you so much. I have listened to it over and over.
ReplyDeleteAnd Cathy thanks for the words. It is beautiful.
Just wonderful -- and reminded me I want to go back and listen to the Julian music from last week. Thank you so much.
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