5 Golden Rings

 

        Here we go! Those of you who have been my friends for at least one past Christmas know I cannot let the season pass without sharing at least one carol by John Rutter. Even if it means recycling it must happen. However, I don't think I've shared this one before. Published in the '90s, this, like many of John Rutter's carols for which he wrote the lyrics himself, evokes the feel of Christmas and brings together that beautiful imagery that marks all of his Christmas carols.

       Rutter's Angel Carol and Shepherd's Pipe Carol remain some of my all time favorite Christmas carols to this day, and the theme of those two holds true for this one. Rutter has captured the aura of Christmas in his carols. I might say that, in many ways, he is the Thomas Kinkade of choral music. He writes things of beauty full of color, texture, and heart that never fail to sweep you away every time you listen to them. 

I know many people dislike Rutter for the same reason they dislike Kinkade; "Once you've heard one song by Rutter, you've heard them all," they say. Of course I hotly contend this view. The thing about Rutter is that he is subtle in his writing he doesn't try to jump out at you and slap your face with his music. Instead he comes like a gentle breeze brushing your cheek, wiping away the sweat and cobwebs, lifting the fog from your eyes, and allowing you to throw back your head and smile. 

The modern listener who is used to being forcefully grabbed and shoved into the music must learn to lean forward and listen quietly. He must stop talking first if he wishes to hear the message of Rutter's Christmas carols. It's the same story, to be sure. Christ is born to save us. However, it is never old, and never tired. 

Thus I present to you, Rutter's Nativity Carol. Make sure that when you listen to this you're sitting in a quiet place where you won't be disturbed until you're through. Pause a little, take in the silence around you. Don't let it oppress you, enjoy it for a bit. Then, play this carol. Hopefully then you will hear it as I do. At any rate, it's worth a try!


Born in a stable so bare
Born so long ago
Born 'neath light of star
He who loved us so
Far away, silent he lay
Born today, your homage pay
For Christ is born for aye
Born on Christmas Day
 
Cradled by mother so fair
Tender her lullaby
Over her son so dear
Angel hosts fill the sky 
Far away, silent he lay
Born today, your homage pay
For Christ is born for aye
Born on Christmas Day
 
Wise men from distant far land
Shepherds from starry hills
Worship this babe so rare
Hearts with his warmth he fills
Far away, silent he lay
Born today, your homage pay
For Christ is born for aye
Born on Christmas Day
 
Love in that stable was born
Into our hearts to flow
Innocent dreaming babe
Make me thy love to know
Far away, silent he lay
Born today, your homage pay
For Christ is born for aye
Born on Christmas Day
 
        Don't despise the simple and beautiful things, friends, and don't despise the silence. Sometimes the breeze is more effective than the slap. Sometimes the subtlety of a common child in a feeding stall is more effective than a prince in a silk bed.
 
      Until tomorrow,
            ~ Christianna

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1 comments:

Bridgette said...

"Don't despise the simple and beautiful things"- something I will remember going into the new year!