Heritage of Hymns 2019 Nordic Treasures

Commemorating the 150th anniversary of

Magnus B. Landstad’s Hymnbook (1869)

and Ludvig Lindeman’s book of hymn-tunes (1874)

Landstad Lindeman

Bethany Lutheran College — Trinity Chapel — Mankato, MN Wednesday, June 26, 2019

Heritage of Hymns – Commentary

Welcome to Heritage of Hymns 2019. This is the century, a time of high Romanticism in art and music. 150th anniversary of Landstad’s hymnbook for the This setting shifts to various harmonies, exploring the Lutheran Church of Norway. Landstad continued in contemplative nature of this text and tune. the tradition of Hans Thomissøn and Thomas Kingo, Lent — O blest be Thou, Lord Jesus who provided official hymnbooks for the Lutheran Christ (Dass) church in Denmark and Norway. These books were used in church and school and home. N. F. S. Grundtvig was a Danish bishop and is best known among us for his hymns Built on the Rock and The first hymn is a morning prayer by Thomas God’s Word is Our Great Heritage. Most of the Kingo, the father of Danish poetry. We know some of Danish bishops at his time were Rationalists who did his other hymns: On My Heart, He that Believes and not believe the miracles of the Bible. Grundtvig Is Baptized, and Like the Golden Sun Ascending. reformed the church and schools of Denmark to bring Please sing by stanzas according to the directions in them back closer to traditional Christianity. The next the program. two hymns are by Grundtvig, for Easter and Morning Prayer — Now arise in Jesus’ Pentecost. name (Kingo) Easter — Christ from death is risen (Grundtvig) Awake, Thou That Sleepest is a text by Landstad Pentecost — Apostles sat down in himself. It is familiar to some of us from the old Jerusalem (Grundtvig) Lutheran Hymnary. The hymn is based on St. Paul’s encouragement in Ephesians 5:14 to be ready and In the next hymn, Landstad focuses on the Triune prepared for Christ’s Advent: “Awake thou that God as a God of grace and mercy and forgiveness. sleepest, and arise from the dead, and Christ shall This makes Christianity distinct among all religions. give thee light.” (KJV) God is just, punishing sin, but also merciful, Advent — Awake, thou that sleepest forgiving our sins because Christ suffered for us. Our (Landstad) gracious God seeks us sinners to bring us home to Him in heaven. This Christmas hymn by Thomas Kingo recalls the Trinity season — God is gracious, He will importance of the angels’ message as the fulfillment never (Landstad) of prophecies and announcements to generations of God’s Old Testament people, and also the angel The hymnbook can also be our prayer-book. There Gabriel’s message to Mary. It is paired with the are many hymns that work well as morning and familiar tune On Mary Virgin Undefiled. evening prayers, either read or sung. Thomas Kingo Christmas — There came a message from and others wrote prayers for daily use. Some of the the sky (Kingo) morning and evening hymns are like the Prayer of the Church, asking for God’s blessing and protection on Petter Dass is mostly unknown to us, but is one of the ourselves, our family, our church, and our country, first truly Norwegian hymn-writers. Kingo and others often with thoughts of entering into heaven when were from Denmark, but their hymns are also known God calls us home. This hymn was written by and loved in Norway because Denmark and Norway Dorothe Engelbretsdatter, the first female Norwegian were united as one kingdom for over 400 years. hymn-writer. Petter Dass was born in northern Norway, near the Evening Prayer — Daylight yields and Arctic Circle. His poetry is often filled with short fades away (Engelbretsdatter) phrases and tight rhymes as you see at the end of each stanza here. The author of this closing hymn is uncertain, but it Epiphany — Here is the news (Dass) may be Martha Clausen, wife of pioneer Pastor C. L. Clausen. It was sung in Denmark in the 1830s, and Petter Dass wrote hymns on the Catechism. Here is such farewell hymns were also sung in Norway at the part of his hymn on the phrase: “crucified, died, and close of the service. It was included in the old was buried. Lutheran Hymnary. The tune is a haunting early chorale melody. The Closing — And now we must bid one setting is by Ludvig Lindeman who lived in the 19th another farewell (Clausen) Now Arise in Jesus’ Name

Rind nu op i Jesu Navn RIND NU OP T. H. Kingo, 1634-1703 Jean-Baptiste Lully, 1632-87 Translation: © DeGarmeaux Setting: L. M. Lindeman, 1812-87

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13 b j j œ & b b Œ œ œ œ œ nœ. œ œ œ ‰ Œ œ œ nœ œ œ nœ ˙ Andœ myœ Savœ - ior’sœ praise as -#surœ - ing, Ris - #ingœ up to heav - en free. That I con - quer Sa - tan ev - er And con - trol my flesh and blood! I will fol - low glad - ly al - way With Your Spir - it guid - ing me. Let Your boun - ty be ex - tend - ed, Dai - ly bread send from a - bove. Then for a - ges with - out num - ber Your bright coun - te - nance I see! œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ ? b œ œ œ œ œ. œ nœ œ œ œ œ œ b b Œ œ œ J œ J ‰ Œ œ ˙ Awake, thou that sleepest Vaagn op, du, som sover M. B. Landstad, 1802-80 VAAGN OP, DU, SOM SOVER Translation: O. G. Belsheim L. M. Landstad, 1812-87 j bb 6 œ œ œ œ & 4 œ œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ œ œ nœ œ œ nœ Choir 1.œ A - wake,œ thouœ thatœ sleepœ - est,œ œa - riseœ. from death's slum - ber! Christ on thee shall Women 2. In earth’s vale of sor - rows the cold mists en - shroud thee, And tears oft - en Men 3. In earth’s drear - y des - erts the sharp thorns will wound thee, And rough is the All 4. O lift up thine eyes now with hope un - to heav - en, The day - break is All 5. To God be all glo - ry, who gra - cious - ly send - eth From heav - en His bœ œ œ œ ? b 6 œ œ œ œœ œ œ œ œ. œ #œ œ œ œ b 4 œ œ œ œ J œ œ œ œ œ œ œ j bb ‰ œ œ œ œ & œ. œ œ œ œ Nœœ œ. nœ œ œœ œ œ shine;œ Theœ dayœ - light,œ nowœ glowœ - ingœ in rays with - out num - ber, Shows flow; And suf - f’ring and grief seem the por - tion al - lowed thee In way; And of - ten thou long - est from ills that sur - round thee To here: Thy Lord let all bless - ing and hon - or be giv - en, Go light; The way and the truth and the life my soul find - eth, And œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ ? b . ‰ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ b œ œ œ œ #œ œ œ œ œ. J œ œ 7 . bb œ œ ‰ j œ & œ œ nœ œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ mer - cy div - ine;œ Reœ - poseœ nownœ no longœ -Ner,œ Lestœ night’sœ darkœ and this life be - low; Yet, bear the glad mes - sage, That res - cue doth has - ten a - way; Yet, cease now thy sad - ness God’s spring - time of meet Him with cheer; When hearts are con - vict - ed Of sin, and af - peace is my right. O Christ, shine up - on us! From death Thou hast œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ? b œ œ œ . ‰ œ œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ b œ œ. nœ œ . J

bb œ œ œ œ œ œ. ‰ œ œ œ œ œ ˙. œ Œ & œ œ œ œ œ #œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙. œ dan - gerœ Soonœ come o’er thy soul. A - wake now, a - rise, and be whole! pre - sage, And par - don and peace Through Him who doth bring thee re - lease. glad-ness Through Christ thou shalt see: A - wake, for He call - eth to thee! flict - ed His wel - come will rise In an - thems of praise to the skies. won us To fol - low, O Lord, Thy steps in the light of Thy word. œ œ œ œ œ œ ? b œ œ œ œ œ œ œ. ‰ œ œ ˙. œ Œ b . #œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙. œ There Came a Message From the Sky 87 87 847 Nu kommer Bud fra Englekor Thomas H. Kingo, 1634-1703 MARIA, HUN ER EN JOMFRU REEN Translation: P. C. Paulsen J. C. Gebauer, 1808-84 # œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ & œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ œ œ œ #œ œ Solo 1. There came a mes - sage from the sky: God has the earth be - Women 2. It first to Naz - a - reth did come By Ga - bri - el ex - Choir 3. Thou shalt a Son con - ceive and bear, Who is the Prince of Men 4. The Ho - ly Spir - it shall to thee His bound-less pow - er All 5. Come, Christ - mas - Child, and be my guest, Give me Thy Ho - ly œ œ œ ? # œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ # & œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙œ #œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ œ œ friend - ed, His Son who dwells in heav - en high, By an - gel pound - ed; To Mar - y, in her hum - ble home, So won - der - heav - en, Who shall to Da - vid’s throne be heir And Ja - cob’s rend - er, A - bun - dant shall the mer - cy be From Him, thy Spir - it, Pre - pare my heart and make it blest For - ev - er œ œ œ ? # ˙ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ # & œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ œ ˙œ #œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ œ œ hosts at - tend - ed, Will now your flesh and blood put on ful it sound - ed; O Mar - y, hail, thou shalt not fear, house be giv - en; He shall ex - tend to ev - ’ry race strong De - fend - er; This Child is there - fore from a - bove, through Thy mer - it, That I at last may dwell with Thee, nœ œ ? # œ œ œ ˙ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ nœ # ˙ œ œ œ & œ ˙ ˙ ˙. œ nœ œ œ #œ œ ˙œ œ œ As Da - vid’s Son; Your wretch - ed state is end - ed. The Lord is near, To thee hath grace a - bound - ed! His reign of grace, His king - dom, like a leav - en. Whom thou shalt love As moth - er kind and ten - der. Thy king - dom see, And all its gifts in - her - it. œ ˙ ˙ ˙. œ œ. œj ? # œ ˙ ˙ . œ œ œ œ œ ˙ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ œ Here is the News

Her er det Ny SORGEN OG GLEDEN (stanzas 13-17 from Sødeste Jesu, jeg vilde vel gjerne) Petter Dass, c. 1647-1707 Setting: L. M. Lindeman, 1812-87 Translation: © M. DeGarmeaux b & b 43 œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ. ‰ œ œ œ œ œ œ Choir: 1.œ Here #isœ theœ newsœ whatœ onœ earthœ nowœ nhasœ hapœ - pened,œ. Whichœ #hasœ beenœ toldœ usœ andœ All: 2. Prin - ces and kings with their wealth and their treas - ure Wished they had lived to ob - All: 5. Wel-come, O Je - sus, our Sav - ior and Broth - er! Wel - come to earth, in true œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ? b 3 œ #œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ. #œ œ b 4 œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ œ œ. ‰ œ œ œ œ œ œ

7 b œ œ œ & b œ œ #œ ˙ Œ œ #œ œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ. ‰ sungœ #farœ andœ wide,˙ #Thisœ isœ theœ dayœ thatœ theœ Lord had ap - point - ed, serve this glad day With their own eyes that they might have the plea - sure flesh like our own! There is no oth - er one, born of a moth - er, œ ˙ œ œ œ œ œ œ. ? b œ œ œ Œ œ œ œ œ #œ nœ nœ bœ œ œ œ ‰ b ˙ œ .

13 b & b œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ ˙ Œ œ œ Œ Which ourœ foreœ - faœ - thersœ hadœ longedœ forœ andœ sighed.˙ Thisœ wonœ - derœ see!˙ To view what now brings to man - y great joy. God did notœ will Whom we hold dear - er than Thee as our own; Our thanks we give, œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ œ ? b œ #œ œ œ œ œ œ œ Œ œ œ ˙ Œ b œ ˙ œ œ œ ˙

19 b & b œ œ œ #˙ Œ #œ œ #œ œ œ œœ #œ ˙ Œ Andœ joyœ - nfulœ be˙ Onœ nthisœ brightœ dayœ ev - er - more filled with glee.˙ Yet to ful - fill, Unœ - til the time of His most gra - cious will. Our thanks we give, O bless - ed Sav - ior, we pray, do not leave! œ œ œ œ œ œ ? b œ œ ˙ #œ œ œ œ œ ˙ b œ œ #œ ˙ Œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ Œ O blest be Thou, Lord Jesus Christ!

Velsignet vær, O Jesu Krist ICH HAB MEIN SACH GOTT HEIMGESTELLT Petter Dass, c. 1647-1707 Translation: © DeGarmeaux Setting: L. M. Lindeman, 1812-87

b 4 j j & b 4 œ œ œ #œ œ œ œ #œ ‰ œ #œ. œ œ Choir: 1. œO blestœ beœ Thou,œ Lord nJeœ - susœ Christ!œ Thyœ deathœ. ourœ nsinœ #alœ - Solo: 2. Dead, from the cross, Thou wert brought down, In earth was laid Thy All: 3. Thanks, Je - sus, that my rest - ing place Thy death now sanc - ti - All: 5. With Thee my bod - y is se - cure With - in the grave for œ ? 4 œ œ œ œ #œ œ œ #œ nœ. œ œ œ bb 4 œ œ œ œ œ œ ‰ # œ nœ. œ œ œ œ J J œ 4 b j j j & b #˙ œ ‰ œ œ œ #œ œ œ œ #œ ‰ œ #œ. œ œ layœ œ- ing,œ Thouœ asœ œa Samœ - son didstœ œa - rise,œ Ourœ # capœ. - torsœ forœ nusœ bur - den; Thy qui - et rest - ing place was found With - in the ver - dant fi - eth. I shall en - joy for Thy good sake A sa - cred, ho - ly keep - ing; I shall be raised, soon whole and pure, Then gone is all my œ œ œ œ . ? b ˙ œ œ œ œ œ œ ‰ œ œ #œ nœ œ b œ ‰ œ œ œ œ œ. J œ J J 8 b j j & b #˙ œ ‰ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ‰ œ slay˙ - ing;œ #Theœ gatesœ Nofœ deathœ Thy shoulœ - dersœ bore,œ And gar - den. God’s green - est branch Thou didst be - come With qui - et; When I shall lay my wear - y bones ’Mongst weep - ing; My sor - rows fade in - to the skies; I

˙ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ? bb œ œ œ ‰ œ nœ œ bœ œ œ œ ‰ œ J œ J 11 b j j j & b œ. œ #œ ‰ œ #œ . œ œ #˙ œ e œ - venœ more,œ Thoun œ nfromœ. theœ graveœ #deœ - partœ œ- ed.œ love - ly bloom, En - dued with life e - ter - nal. thorns and stones, Who then dis - turbs my sleep - ing? shall a - rise, A bet - ter land to en - ter.

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Krist stod op af døde KRIST STOD OP AF DØDE N. F. S. Grundtvig, 1783-1872 Tune and setting: L. M. Lindeman Translation: © Patrick Ernst, 2018

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5 j j ‰ & œ œ œ œ œ œ ‰ œ œ. œ œ œ œœ œ œ. œ œ œ œ #œ œ œ J #œ œ. bold - ly all His church em - ploy the an - gels’ song of tri - umph joy: bold - ly all His church em - ploy the an - gels’ song of tri - umph joy: bold - ly all His church em - ploy the an - gels’ song of tri - umph joy: œ. œ œ œ #œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ œ œ. ? œ œ œ œ #œ œ ‰ œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ ‰ œ J J 9 œ. j ˙ œ w ˙. Œ & œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ œ w ˙. Glo - ry be to God in the high - est. Glo - ry be to God in the high - est. Glo - ry be to God in the high - est. œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ ˙ ˙. ? œ. œ œ œ ˙. Œ J œ ˙ œ ˙ ˙ Apostles sat down

Apostlerne sad i Jerusalem APOSTLERNE SAD I JERUSALEM N. F. S. Grundtvig, 1783-1872 Note: The original has 12 stanzas. Music: L. M. Lindeman, 1812-87 Translation: © M. DeGarmeaux # & # 4 œ œ j ‰ œ œ œ œ œ œœ œ œ œ œ œœ Choir 1. A - pos - tles sat down in Jer - u - sa - lem And Choir 4. In Zi - on was heard a great rush of wind, Like All 5. Then tongues did ap - pear like a fire and flame, God’s All 6. Then kin - dled on earth was this light from God, With œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ ? ## 4 œ œ œ œ œ ‰ œ 4 œ œ œ œ œ œ œ J

4 # j # #œ œ œ œ œ ˙ œ ‰ œ œ œ œ & œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ wait - ed for God’s good tim - ing When in - to their ears a bil - low - ing sheets in a breeze - way; With pow’r from on high this friends in the room were en - light - ed, Were speak - ing God’s Word in beams like the sun forth shin - ing, In all na - tive tongues spoke œ ? # œ œ #œ œ nœ œ #œ œ œ œ œ œ œ # œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ œ ‰ œ œ œ œ œ J

7 # & # œ j ‰ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œœ nœ œ œ œ œ ˙œ œ œ sound was sent Like thou - sands of church - bells chim - ing. hum - ble house Was filled on this bless - ed feast day. tongues of men— Though man - y, they were u - nit - ed. grace from God, The works of our God out - lin - ing, œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ? ## œ œ ‰ nœ œ œ ˙ œ œ J œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ God is gracious, He will never Gud er naadig, han vil ikke GUD ER NAADIG M. B. Landstad, 1803-80 Setting: L. M. Lindeman, 1812-87 Translation: © DeGarmeaux 4 j & 4 œ œ œ. œ œ j ‰ œ œ œ œ ‰ œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ. Men: 1. God is gra - cious, He will nev - er Wish for an - y sin - ner’s death, Women: 2. He has sought you with de - vo - tion, He has found you, His dear lamb; All: 3. There is joy in heav’n as - cend - ing, When one sin - ner does re - pent; œ œ œ ? 4 œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ œ ‰ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ. ‰ 4 œ œ œ œ œ œ. 5 J J j & œ œ œ. œ œ j ‰ œ œ œ œ ‰ œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ œ #œ œ nœ œ œ œ. He will help and res - cue ev - er Your dearœ soulœ when short your œ breath. Tune the harp - strings with e - mo - tion, For your soul He has brought home. An - gels down to earth de - scend - ing, By God’s mer - cy to us sent,

? œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ œ ‰ œ #œ œ œ nœ œ œ #œ œ. ‰ œ œ. œ bœ œ œ œ. 9 J J j j j & œ œ #œ œ. œ œ œ ‰ œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ j‰ œ œ œ œ œ. #œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ #œ So let noth - ing ev - er grieve you, Troub - led heart, let God re - lieve you, Sing your wel - come, grace de - clar - ing. Do not fear, though weak, de - spair - ing, They a - noint a heart that’s bleed - ing, Gra - cious Spi - rit, hear our plead - ing. œ j œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ. bœ œ œ ? œ œ œ œ. œ œ #œ ‰ œ œ. œ œ J ‰ 13 œ J J œ J j œ. œ œ j ‰ œ œ œ ˙ & œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ œœ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ God’s true Word will not de - ceive you:J God would have no sin - ner’s death. None shall take you from His car - ing, He will heal your ev - ’ry wound. Hence, all doubt, des - pair, mis - lead - ing! True sal - va - tion makes con - tent. œ œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ ? œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ. œ J ‰ œ ˙ J œ œ œ Daylight yields and fades away

Dagen viger og gaar bort DAGEN VIGER OG GÅR BORT Dorothe Engelbretsdatter, 1634-1717 Translation: © M. DeGarmeaux Setting: L. M. Lindeman, 1812-87 b 4 œ œ . j ‰ œ œ œ œ & 4 œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ. œ œ œ œ Choir 1. Day - light yields and fades Ja - way, Night grows thick and Women 4. Late - ly sun - light did a - bound, Now each house is Choir 5. O my soul, re - mem - ber this And most hon - est - Men 7. Pray for mer - cy and re - pent, In your pray’rs do All 8. Je - sus, my soul’s pure de - light, Make Your dwell - ing œ œ œ œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ ? 4 œ œ œ œ œ œ. ‰ œ œ b 4 œ . J . œ œ œ 4 j & b œ. œ œ. ‰ œ œ œ œ. j ‰ œ. œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ. nœ œ. dark to stay, Sun goes down that once was bright, dark a - round; Change in all things we shall see, ly con - fess: That, as Ad - am’s child, you are, not re - lent, Un - til you are blest by God, here to - night. I’ve pre - pared a qui - et space, œ. œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ ? œ. œ œ. ‰ œ œ . œ. ‰ b J nœ. œ 7 J b j ‰ œ œ œ œ . j & œ. #œ œ. œ œ œ œœ œ œ. œ ˙ once was bright, Fad - ing in - to dark - estJ night. we shall see, Then shall come e - ter - ni - ty. child you are, Of - ten caught in Sa - tan’s snare. blest by God, And you’re washed in Je - sus’ blood. qui - et space, In my heart, a rest - ing place. œ œ œ œ œ œ. ? œ. œ œ. ‰ œ ˙ b œ. œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ. J ˙ All 9. Let Your Jmighty angel guard Take heed o’er my bed to ward; Choir 13. Calm the sick of heartfelt woe, And my loved ones ev’rywhere, ev’rywhere, Our afflictions all You know; Take into Your tender care. Hear the widow’s voice today, voice today, Choir 10. Lord, Your church now watch and ward, Help the fatherless alway. Bless the servants of Your Word; Make them shepherds of Your grace, of Your grace, All 17. Earthly things all pass away, That they feed Your sheep in peace. I arise to glory’s day, When God’s trumpet shall deploy, shall deploy, All 12. Those who govern in our land— Call me to eternal joy. Guide their deeds, Lord, by Your hand, That they serve You faithfully, faithfully, Guided by Your true decree. And Now We Must Bid One Another Farewell

Saa vil vi nu sige hverandre Farvel SAA VIL VI NU SIGE HVERANDRE FARVEL M. Clausen, 1815-46 Translation: G. T. Rygh, 1860-1942 L. M. Lindeman, 1812-87

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19 # œ. ‰ œ œ . ‰ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙. & #œ. œ œ œ #œ œ. œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ œ ˙ Lord, Be our sure re - ward When we from this world pass for - ev - er!˙ might May fight the good fight, Till won is the crown ev - er - last - ing. œ œ œ œ œ œ ? # œ. œ. nœ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ ˙ œ. ‰ œ œ œ œ ‰ œ œ œ œ œ ˙. ˙