Armonico Consort and Christopher Monks - What Sweeter Music

"What sweeter music can we bring
Than a carol, for to sing
The birth of this our heavenly King?
Awake the voice! Awake the string!
Dark and dull night, fly hence away
And give the honour to this day
That sees December turned to May

Why does the chilling winter's morn
Smile, like a field beset with corn?
Or smell like a meadow newly shorn
Thus on the sudden? Come and see
The cause why things thus fragrant be
Tis he is born, whose quickening birth
Gives life and lustre, public mirth
To heaven and the under-earth

We see Him come, and know Him ours
Who, with His sunshine and His showers
Turns all the patient ground to flowers
The darling of the world is come
And fit it is, we find a room
To welcome Him. The nobler part
Of all the house here, is the heart
Which we will give Him and bequeath
This holy, and this ivy wreath
To do Him honour who's our King
And Lord of all this revelling

What sweeter music can we bring
Than a carol, for to sing
The birth of this our heavenly King?"

Written by:
John Rutter, Robert Henich

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Lyrics © OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS

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