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“Once in Royal David’s City” #Advent #Music
This beautiful Christmas carol began as a poem written by Cecil Frances Alexander in 1848. The poem is based on Luke 2:4-7, which read:
“And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David:)
To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child.
And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered.
And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.”
In 1849, English organist Henry John Gauntlett discovered the poem and set it to his melody entitled “Irby,” which is the tune we still sing today.
I first heard this carol on a CD of English (as in from England) carols someone gave me for Christmas when I was about 15. It was a choral arrangement that began with a soprano soloist. For some reason the melody and
lyrics
were unforgetable to me, and I learned to play the carol by ear on piano to accompany my singing.
Here is “Once in Royal David’s City” on ukulele, viola, alto recorder, and lyre. I hope you enjoy it!
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Apple Strudel — Carrot Ranch
Enjoy this story, and if you’re not hungry yet, reading this will change that!
Giving Christmas 3TC #Poem
A white fluffy blanket will cover us soon.
We’ll cringe at the cold as our chapped dry lips move.
We’ll run for the festive, no reason or rhyme,
‘Cause didn’t you know? It’s the hair-raising time!
We’ll step into debt and think inside each box,
Darting into an app for just one pair of socks!
There’s a pump in the basement in need of repair.
It’s been flagging and dragging since Christmas last year!
I would chortle if things weren’t so dyer and sad,
But this holiday season, for many, is bad.
Can’t we look out for others and not just our own?
We know someone or something in need of a home!
We can mine our resources to offer some help,
For the little we have is another’s great wealth!
There is no “Automatic” or button to press,
But for somebody, somewhere, it’s we who can bless!
When the pretty snowflakes fall upon you this year,
Ask yourself what you’ve done for another’s good cheer!
For no matter the gift and no matter how small,
It’s the giving that’s truly the best gift of all!
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My response to this week’s
Take 7 at Pensitivity101.
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“Huron Carol” #Advent #Music
This haunting carol is said to be Canada’s oldest Christmas song. Jean de Brébeuf, a Jesuit missionary at Sainte-Marie among the Hurons, wrote “Huron Carol” around 1642. It is also called “Twas in the Moon of Wintertime.”
The lyrics are an aboriginal Canadian retelling of the Nativity story, using imagery familiar to native people. Brébeuf wrote the lyrics in the Huron/Wendat people’s native language, in which the original title is “Jesous Ahatonhia” (“Jesus, he is born”). The song has been translated into both French and English.
The melody is based on a French folk tune called “Une Jeune Pucelle” (A Young Maid). The carol is still found in Canadian hymnals today.
I hope you enjoy listening to “Huron Carol” on ukulele, viola, and alto recorder!
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Firewood
Enjoy this Saturnica, an interesting poetic form that’s new to me.
The Year was 1957
Enjoy Myrna’s heart-warming story about her dearest Christmas gift.
Stable, Truthful Hope
Enjoy this beautiful Decima, one of my favorite poetic forms.
Beam — Six Sentence Story
Enjoy Frank’s story of holiday hope and joy!
Beam #SixSentenceStories
A beam of light shot across the sky on that long-ago night. Was it a UFO? A meteor? A shooting star? Or a sign that the world was ending–or just beginning? Ask your heart, and you’ll receive your answer!
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Written for
#SixSentenceStories: Beam
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