Le Bas, Philip

United Kingdom

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Choral Sheet music ⮞ Choral SATB a cappella ⮞ Philip Le Bas

On Another's Sorrow
for a cappella SATB choir
Philip Le Bas

Choral SATB a cappella

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Composer Arranger Publisher	Philip Le Bas (1958 - )
Instrumentation	Choral SATB a cappella
Style	Hymn - Sacred
Key	D minor
Lyricist	William Blake
Langage	English
Date	2017
Copyright	Copyright © Philip Le Bas
An original setting of the poem by William Blake (1757-1827) from "Songs of Innocence and Experience" for unaccompanied SATB choir. This is a passionately religious poem about the compassion of God, set in 5/8 to give it a hint of plainchant, yet maintaining its lyrical, romantic feel throughout. A piano reduction is included in the score to help with practice.
	Added by plebas, 12 Dec 2017

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LYRICS
CAN I see another’s woe,
And not be in sorrow too?
Can I see another’s grief,
And not seek for kind relief?

Can I see a falling tear,
And not feel my sorrow’s share?
Can a father see his child
Weep, nor be with sorrow fill’d?

Can a mother sit and hear
An infant groan, an infant fear?
No, no! never can it be!
Never, never can it be!

And can He who smiles on all
Hear the wren with sorrows small,
Hear the small bird’s grief and care,
Hear the woes that infants bear,

And not sit beside the nest,
Pouring pity in their breast;
And not sit the cradle near,
Weeping tear on infant’s tear;

And not sit both night and day,
Wiping all our tears away?
O, no! never can it be!
Never, never can it be!

He doth give His joy to all; 25
He becomes an infant small;
He becomes a man of woe;
He doth feel the sorrow too.

Think not thou canst sigh a sigh,
And thy Maker is not by;
Think not thou canst weep a tear,
And thy Maker is not near.

O! He gives to us His joy
That our grief He may destroy;
Till our grief is fled and gone
He doth sit by us and moan.