English version of La Vierge à la Crèche performed by Roundelay at an Advent concert in the Unitarian Chapel, Manchester, UK.

Love bade me welcome performed by Roundelay in Chester Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioni...  moreLove bade me welcome performed by Roundelay in Chester Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning If I lack’d anything. ‘A guest,’ I answer’d, ‘worthy to be here:’ Love said, ‘You shall be he.’ ‘I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear, I cannot look on Thee.’ Love took my hand and smiling did reply, ‘Who made the eyes but I?’ ‘Truth, Lord; but I have marr’d them: let my shame Go where it doth deserve.’ ‘And know you not,’ says Love, ‘Who bore the blame?’ ‘My dear, then I will serve.’ ‘You must sit down,’ says Love, ‘and taste my meat.’ So I did sit and eat.Love bade me welcome performed by Roundelay in Chester Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my f...    less

Old German tune, harmonised by J S Bach words based on the translation by Percy Dearmer 1 O little one sweet, O little one mild, thy Father's purpose thou hast fulfilled; thou cam'st from heaven to mortal ken, Equal to be with us poor men, O littl...  moreOld German tune, harmonised by J S Bach words based on the translation by Percy Dearmer 1 O little one sweet, O little one mild, thy Father's purpose thou hast fulfilled; thou cam'st from heaven to mortal ken, Equal to be with us poor men, O little one sweet, O little one mild. 2 O little one sweet, O little one mild, thy Father's purpose thou hast fulfilled; thou cam'st from Him, from heaven's domain, to bring men comfort in their pain, O little one sweet, O little one mild. 3 O little one sweet, O little one mild. in thee Love's beauties are all distilled; then light in us thy love's bright flame, that we may give thee back the same, O little one sweet, O little one mild. 4 O little one sweet, O little one mild. Help us to do as thou hast willed Lo, all we have belongs to thee Ah, keep us in our fealty. O little one sweet, O little one mild.  less

Performed by Roundelay at the Unitarian Chapel, Cross St, Manchester, UK, accompanied and conducted by Alan Myerscough How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that publisheth salvation; ...  morePerformed by Roundelay at the Unitarian Chapel, Cross St, Manchester, UK, accompanied and conducted by Alan Myerscough How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!  

Based on the old Basque carol 1 The angel Gabriel from heaven came, his wings as drifted snow, his eyes as flame; "All hail," said he "Thou holy maiden Mary, most highly favoured lady." Gloria! 2 "For know, a blessed mother thou shalt be all gener...  moreBased on the old Basque carol 1 The angel Gabriel from heaven came, his wings as drifted snow, his eyes as flame; "All hail," said he "Thou holy maiden Mary, most highly favoured lady." Gloria! 2 "For know, a blessed mother thou shalt be all generations laud and honour thee, thy son shall be Emmanuel, by seers foretold; most highly favoured lady." Gloria! 3 Then gentle Mary meekly bowed her head; "To me be as it pleases God," she said. "My soul shall laud and magnify his holy name." Most highly favoured lady, Gloria! 4 Of her, Emmanuel, the Christ, was born In Bethlehem, all on a Christmas morn, and Christian folk throughout the world will ever say, "Most highly favoured lady, Gloria!"  less

Words by Robert Herrick, music by Harold Darke Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, until the hasting day Has run but to the evensong; And, having prayed together,...  moreWords by Robert Herrick, music by Harold Darke Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, until the hasting day Has run but to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we will go with you along. We have short time to stay as you, We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die as your hours do, and dry away Like to the summer’s rain; Or as the pearls of morning’s dew, Ne’er to be found again.  less