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CPDL #27265:
- Editor: Peter Rottländer (submitted 2012-10-05). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 115 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: After first edition (1903). Differs substantially from #18536 in bars 37 and 38
- CPDL #18536: LilyPond
- Editor: Maximilian Albert (submitted 2008-12-12). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 135 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Resignation
Composer: Hugo Wolf
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred
Language: German
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1903
Description:
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Original text and translations
German text
Komm, Trost der Welt, du stille Nacht!
Wie steigst du von den Bergen sacht,
Die Lüfte alle schlafen,
Ein Schiffer nur noch, wandermüd',
Singt übers Meer sein Abendlied
Zu Gottes Lob im Hafen.
Die Jahre wie die Wolken gehn
Und lassen mich hier einsam stehn,
Die Welt hat mich vergessen,
Da tratst du wunderbar zu mir,
Wenn ich beim Waldesrauschen hier
Gedankenvoll gesessen.
O Trost der Welt, du stille Nacht!
Der Tag hat mich so müd' gemacht,
Das weite Meer schon dunkelt,
Laß ausruhn mich von Lust und Not,
Bis daß das ew'ge Morgenrot
Den stillen Wald durchfunkelt.