Have You Not Heard, Not Heard Our Saviour's Love
Source: W. A. Pickard-Cambridge, A Collection of Dorset Carols (London: A. W. Ridley & Co., 1926), #34
1. Have your not heard, not heard our Saviour's
That He was born To save our souls above;
Therefore let us To Heaven our voices raise
And sing to God in solemn hymns of praise.
2. Hark a glad voice the lonely desert cheers;
Prepare the way, A God, a God appears;
A God, A God, The vocal hills reply,
And rocks proclaim Th' approaching Deity.
3. 'Tis He th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear
And bid new music charm th' unfolding ear:
The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego,
And leap exulting like the bounding roe.
4. The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay,
Rocks fall to dust and mountains melt away
But fix'd Thy word, Thy saving power remains:
Thy realms shall last, Thine own Messiah reigns.
5. All glory be to God enthron'd on high,
Who sent His Son to save our souls thereby.
Therefore rejoice; rejoice again I say!
For now once more is come the happy day.
Note from Pickard-Cambridge: Verses 2, 3 and 4 from Alex. Pope's "Messiah."
Also found in the Journal of the Folk Song Society, Vol. 2, p. 135, is this song with the same title, but otherwise entirely new. See:
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