The first song is a setting of the hymn "Let all the world in every corner sing", but not a setting I recognise - I've no idea who the composer of the music is! Let all the world in every corner sing: My God and King! The heavens are not too high, His praise may thither fly; The earth is not too low, His praises there may grow. Let all the world in every corner sing: My God and King! Let all the world in every corner sing: My God and King! The church with psalms must shout, No door can keep them out; But, above all, the heart Must bear the longest part. Let all the world in every corner sing: My God and King! (Words by George Herbert, 1593-1633)
The second song is the traditional English folk song "Early One Morning": Early one morning, Just as the sun was rising, I heard a maid sing In the valley below: (Chorus:) Oh, don't deceive me, Oh, never leave me, How could you use A poor maiden so? Remember the vows That you made to your Mary, Remember the bow'r, Where you vowed to be true. (Chorus) Oh gay is the garland, And fresh are the roses I've culled from the garden, To bind on thy brow. (Chorus) Thus sang the poor maiden, Her sorrows bewailing, Thus sang the poor maid, In the valley below. (Chorus)
The first song is a setting of the hymn "Let all the world in every corner sing", but not a setting I recognise - I've no idea who the composer of the music is!
Let all the world in every corner sing:
My God and King!
The heavens are not too high,
His praise may thither fly;
The earth is not too low,
His praises there may grow.
Let all the world in every corner sing:
My God and King!
Let all the world in every corner sing:
My God and King!
The church with psalms must shout,
No door can keep them out;
But, above all, the heart
Must bear the longest part.
Let all the world in every corner sing:
My God and King!
(Words by George Herbert, 1593-1633)
The second song is the traditional English folk song "Early One Morning":
Early one morning,
Just as the sun was rising,
I heard a maid sing
In the valley below:
(Chorus:)
Oh, don't deceive me,
Oh, never leave me,
How could you use
A poor maiden so?
Remember the vows
That you made to your Mary,
Remember the bow'r,
Where you vowed to be true.
(Chorus)
Oh gay is the garland,
And fresh are the roses
I've culled from the garden,
To bind on thy brow.
(Chorus)
Thus sang the poor maiden,
Her sorrows bewailing,
Thus sang the poor maid,
In the valley below.
(Chorus)