Saturday, November 15, 2008

Christ, Whose Glory Fills the Skies

Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph o’er the shades of night;
Dayspring from on high, be near;
Day-star, in my heart appear.

Dark and cheerless is the morn
Unaccompanied by Thee;
Joyless is the day’s return
Till Thy mercy’s beams I see;
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart.

Visit then this soul of mine,
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill me, Radiancy divine,
Scatter all my unbelief;
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.

Text: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788
Music: J.G. Werner's Choralbuch; harm. by William H. Havergal
Tune: RATISBON, Meter: 77.77.77

Saturday, November 08, 2008

Songs

1st Movement

People exalt songs of voices
Which does soothe the soul
And also to praise the Eternal,
Who indeed is worthy of all praise.

Alas! Such song require skill
Or was it natural talent?
What of those who have neither?
Will no songs come from them?

But the Eternal doth create all with voices,
To sing also songs with no physical melody.

Ah! The song of the gospel!
Sweet indeed is its melody!
Christ started its symphony,
The apostles sang it thru eternity

Oh, how I wish to be bold as them!
To sing this song in every land,
To pay the price of this melody,
To suffer even till death.

Such a song of great worth!
Never will your symphony cease!
Sing on, soldiers of God!
Sing on, till death!

2nd Movement


Behold to the song of scripture!
Sweet indeed is its words,
Full of nourishment,
For soul and body.

But sharp indeed is its pitch
Piercing all hearts who hear
The Spirit’s sword doth sing
In tune with this song.



Its tune is melodious,
Rising over the cacophony
Of heresy and falsehood
Mouthed my perverse men.


Ah! Everlasting song!
Your notes will be kept,
Writ by the Eternal,
For all eternity.

Coda

Ah! Such are the songs
Which men set aside,
Men who call on Him,
Lord, Lord, Lord.

They do exalt physical melody.
Deifying those who are masters.
Second class servants
Are those who are unable.

But I will remember the songs.
I will cherish them in my heart.
I will learn these songs.
I will sing it till eternity!

by: uNkNowN
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hmm...a self composition...meaning behind it should be quite obvious. i am still experimenting with poem writing...:P
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