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In 1840—a hundred years after the publication of Hymns and Sacred Poems—Mendelssohn composed a cantata to commemorate Johannes Gutenberg's invention of movable type, and it is music from this cantata, adapted by the English musician William H. Cummings to fit the lyrics of "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing", that is used for the carol today. [3 ...
Part 2, beginning "Vaterland, in deinen Gauen", was later adapted to the words of Charles Wesley’s Christmas carol "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing " (against Wesley's original request, as he had originally wanted more somber music, though he had been long deceased by this point).
English lyrics fitted to the Latin hymn-tune "In dulci jubilo"; also known as "Good Christian Friends, Rejoice" "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing" *music: Felix Mendelssohn, words: Charles Wesley, amended by George Whitefield and Martin Madan: 1739
— Hark! the Herald Angels Sing — Bring a Torch, Jeanette, Isabella - Angels We Have Heard on High. Suite Four. Break Forth, O Beauteous, Heav’nly Light - The First Nowell — O Little Town of Bethlehem - I Saw Three Ships - Deck the Halls with Boughs of Holly
Since 1983, a new carol has been commissioned by the College and premiered at the service. The carols vary from year to year, although some music is repeated, and the service ends with the hymn "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing". The order of service in 2024 is as follows: [23] Organ preludes
The Herald Angels Sing", "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day", "What Child Is This"), and 1990's I Still Believe in Santa Claus ("I'll Be Home for Christmas") and includes three songs that Williams had not recorded before. In a brief note on the back of the jewel case Williams writes, "These all-new recordings feature fresh, innovative ...
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Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns All music but its own: Awake, my soul, and sing Of him who died for thee, And hail him as thy matchless king Through all eternity. Crown him the Virgin's Son! The God Incarnate born,--Whose arm those crimson trophies won Which now his brow adorn! Fruit of the mystic Rose As of that Rose the Stem: