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Carols at Christmas
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Carols at Christmas Park Records PRK CD45 (CD, UK, 23 November 1998) |
Recorded live at the December 1997 Christmas Tour
Live engineers: Gareth Fox Williams, Richard Coulson
Mixed at The Warehouse studio, Oxford
Studio engineer: Steve Watkins
Studio production: Bill Badley
Sleeve dedign: Gwen Jones at Riverline
Album coordination: John Dagnell at
Park Records
Musicians
Maddy Prior, vocals;
Andy Watts, shawms, curtal, clarinet, recorders, Breughel bagpipes, vocals;
Giles Lewin, shawm, fiddle, recorders, medieval bagpipes, tin whistle, vocals;
Bill Badley, acoustic and electric guitar, lute, mandolin, banjo, vocals;
Jub, bass, vocals;
Raf Mizraki, drums, taber, percussion, bells, 'cello, vocals;
Rose Kemp, vocals [7, 15]
Tracks
- This Is the Truth (Roud 2109) / Shepherds, Arise! (Sing, Sing All Earth) (Roud 1207) (4.19)
- Tomorrow Shall Be My Dancing Day (Roud 21931) (2.41)
- Lully, Lullay, Thou Little Tiny Child (The Coventry Carol) (Roud 19028) (3.48)
- Monsieur Charpentier's Christmas Stomp (4.35)
- Ding Dong Merrily On High (2.31)
- Let an Anthem of Praise (3.25)
- Angels from the Realms of Glory (3.30)
- Watts Cradle Song (3.44)
- Wassail! (Roud 209) (3.55)
- The Boar's Head Carol (Roud 22229) (3.11)
- Away in a Manger (2.04)
- In Dulci Jubilo (3.27)
- Now the Holly Bears a Berry (The Sans Day Carol) (Roud 514) (3.36)
- Monsieur Charpentier's Christmas Swing (3.27)
- I Saw Three Ships (Roud 700) (4.32)
- Poor Little Jesus (Roud 10067) (3.09)
- Personent Hodie (3.09)
Note: The CD sleeve notes list track 9, Wassail, incorrectly as Gallery Carol.
Lyrics
Monsieur Charpentier's Christmas Stomp
- Or, nous dites Marie
- A la venue de Noel
- Ou s'en vont ces gais bergers
French trad., and Marie-Antoine Charpentier (c.1645-1704) Arr. Watts
(instrumental)
Ding Dong Merrily On High (Branle de l'Officiel)
Words: G. R. Woodward (1848-1934),
Music: Thoinot Arbean (1520-95) Arr. Watts
Ding dong! Merrily on high
In heaven the bells are ringing;
Ding dong! Verily the sky
Is riv'n with angels singing.
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
E'en so here below, below,
Let steeple bells be swungen,
And “i-o, i-o, i-o”,
By priest and people sungen.
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
Pray you, dutifully prime
Your matin chime, ye ringers!
May you beautifully rhyme
Your eve-time song, ye singers!
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
Let an Anthem of Praise
Words: Caleb Ashworth (1722-75)
Music: Trad. A Collection of Tunes (London 1762) Arr. Watts
Let an anthem of praise and a carol of joy
Each tongue and each heart in sweet concert employ
This day sprung at Bethlehem a plant of renown
And Christ to redeem us abandoned a crown.
Conceived of a virgin how humble his birth
Not graced with the pomp nor the grandeur of earth
But laid in a manger with beasts at an inn
No room for the saviour of Israel within.
The shepherds with pleasure saluted the morn
When Jesus the Shepherd of Judah was born
The sages with wonder acknowledged his star
And brought him their homage and gifts from afar.
Great Saviour the tribute of honour we pay
And celebrate gladly thy festival day
We triumph in Britain thy glory to see
Not sages nor shepherds more happy than we.
Angels from the Realms of Glory (Les anges dans nos campagnes)
Words: James Montgomery (1772-1854)
Music: French Trad. Arr. Watts
Watts Cradle Song
Words: Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
Music: USA early 19th Century Arr. Watts
Hush my dear, lie still and lumber,
Holy angels guard thy bed!
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head.
Sleep me babe; thy food and raiment,
House and home, thy friends provide;
All without thy care and payment,
All thy wants are well supplied.
How much better thou art attended
Than the Son of God could be
When from heaven he descended
And became a child like thee.
Soft and easy is thy cradle;
Coarse and hard thy saviour lay,
When his birthplace was a stable
And his softest bed was hay.
Lo, he slumbers in a manger,
Where the horned oxen fed;
Peace, my darling, here's no danger,
Here's no ax a-near thy bed.
May'st thou live to know and fear him,
Trust and love him all thy days;
Then go dwell for ever near him,
See his face and sing his praise.
Wassail!
Trad. English Arr. Watts
Away in a Manger
USA late 19th century Arr. Watts
Away in a manger,
no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus
asleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing
The poor baby wakes,
But little Lord Jesus,
No crying he makes.
I love thee Lord Jesus,
Look down from the skies
And stay by my side
Until morning is nigh.
Be near me, Lord Jesus;
I ask thee to stay
Close by me for ever
And love me, I pray;
Bless all the dear children
In thy tender care,
And fit us for heaven
To live with thee there.
In Dulci Jubilo
Words: German 14th century, trans. R.L. Pearsall
Music: Anon. Arr. Watts
In dulci julibo, now sing with hearts aglow
Our delight and pleasure lies in praesepio
Like sunshine is our treasure matris in gremio.
Alpha es et O,
Alpha es et O
O Jesu parvule, for thee I long alway
Comfort my heart's blindness, o puer optime
With all Thy loving kindness, o princeps gloriae
Trahe me post te
Trahe me post te
O Pareis caritas, o nati lenitas
Deeply were we stained, per nostra crimina;
But thou for us hast gained coelorom gaudia.
O that we were there
O that we were there
Ubi sunt gaudia, in any place but there
There are angels singing nova cantica
And there the bells are ringing in Regis curia:
O that we were there
O that we were there
Now the Holly Bears a Berry (The Sans Day Carol)
Cornish Trad. Arr. Watts
Now the holly bears a berry as white as the milk,
And Mary she bore Jesus all wrapped up in silk.
- Chorus (after each verse):
- And Mary she bore Jesus, our saviour for to be,
And the first tree in the greenwood it was the holly
Holly, holly,
And the first tree in the greenwood it was the holly
Now the holly bears a berry as green as the grass,
And Mary she bore Jesus who died on the cross.
Now the holly bears a berry as black as the coal,
And Mary she bore Jesus who died for us all.
Now the holly bears a berry as blood it is red,
Then Mary bore Jesus who rose from the dead.
Monsieur Charpentier's Christmas Swing
Joseph est bien marié
French trad., and Marie-Antoine Charpentier (c.1645-1704) Arr. Watts
(instrumental)
I Saw Three Ships
English Trad. Arr. Watts
Personent Hodie
Piae Cantiones 1582 Arr. Watts
Personent hodie voces puerulae
Laudantes jucunde qui nobis est natus
Summo deo datus
Et de virgineo
In mundo nascitur pannis in volvitur
Praesepi ponitur stabulo brutorum
Rector supernorum
Perdidit spolia princeps infernorum
Magi tres venerunt parvulum inquirunt
Parvulum inquirunt stellulam sequendo
Ipsum adoranto
Aurum thus et myrrham ei offerendo
Omnes clericuli pariter pueri
Cantent ut angeli adventisti mundo
Laudes tibi fundo
Ideo gloria in excelsis deo
Free translation, Andy Watts:
On this day youthful voices sing aloud,
Joyfully praising Him who was born for us,
Given by God,
Born of a virgin.
Born into the world, wrapped in swaddling clothes
Laid in a manger in an animal's stable,
The Ruler of all,
The Prince of Hell is robbed of his spoils!
Three Magi came and offered their gifts.
They sought the child, following a star,
Offering gold, incense and myrrh
In adoration.
All clerks and choristers
Sing with the angles: “You have come into the world;
All praise to You;
Glory to God in the Highest!”