In freezing winter night

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Benjamin Britten - Pop

In freezing winter night

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Behold, a silly tender babe in freezing winter night In homely manger trembling lies; alas, a piteous sight! The inns are full, no man will yield this little pilgrim bed But forced he is with silly beasts, in crib to shroud his head This stable is a Prince's court, this crib his chair of State; The beasts are parcel of his pomp, this wooden dish his plate The persons in that poor attire his royal liveries wear; The Prince himself is come from Heav'n; this pomp is prizèd there With joy approach o Christian wight, do homage to thy King; And highly praise his humble pomp, which he from Heav'n doth bring

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Credits

Writers
  • Benjamin Britten
  • Robert Southwell