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  • CPDL #26980:  Icon_pdf.gif Icon_mp3.gif MusicXML.png Finale.png (Finale 2012)
Editor: Per-Anders Aglert (submitted 2012-08-24).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 43 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.

General Information

Title: Det guddommelige lys
Composer: Ludvig Norman

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularLied

Language: Norwegian
Instruments: A cappella

Published:

Description:

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Original text and translations

Norwegian.png Norwegian text

O du rene Glands for Anndens Öie!
over Dagens trange Scene,
over alle solbelyste Höie
hæver du mig, hæver du mig, du allene.
Dybest inde i mit Tungsinds Gange
kunde du mit Hjerte finde.
Som en frikjendt, lysbegjerlig Fange
saae jeg dig, min Sol oprende.
Morgen röde for mit Mulm herne den,
du, der skinner blandt de Döde!
Du der skinner blandt de Döde!
Elskte Sjele, som i Sorg gik heden,
förte du mig mildt imöde.
Mismods Klage skal som Taage lettes;
op mod Lyset vil jeg drage,
og for Smerter, som kan ei forgjettes
gringe Dulmelse tilbage,
bringe Dulmelse tilbage.