Lullaby in Bethlehem
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About This Piece
Tender, hushed, and full of wonder: Bashford’s nativity from inside the stable, where three kings arrive in purple and gold and one voice has nothing to give. Christopher Alexander sets it over a gently rocking piano, with approachable part writing and an unaccompanied passage at the heart of the carol. Lush and moving for church and community choirs.
Details
- Voicing
- SATB
- Composer
- Christopher Alexander
- Duration
- 3:01
Mr. Christopher Alexander is an award-winning composer and arranger from St. Joseph, Missouri. He received his Bachelor of Science in Vocal Music Education degree from Missouri Western State University in 2009. A self-taught pianist, his compositions and arrangements ranging from instrumental works to vocal solo and choral literature. Mr. Alexander has been commissioned numerous times by singing groups and church choirs within the northwest Missouri and northeast Kansas regions. He is also active in musical theatre productions as a music director and pianist. In 2016, he was awarded the St. Joseph Allied Arts Council Mayor’s Award for Artist of the Year. In 2022, he was inducted into the New Generation Singers Hall of Fame. Mr. Alexander currently serves as the pianist and primary arranger for The New Generation Singers, a Christian singing youth group based in St. Joseph, Missouri. He is a member of NAfME, ACDA, MCDA, and Phi Mu Alpha Sinfonia Fraternity.
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There has come a host to see Thee, Baby dear, bearded men with eyes of flame and lips of fear, for the heavens, they say, have broken into blinding gulfs of glory, and the Lord, they say, has spoken in a little wondrous story, Baby dear. There have come three kings to greet Thee, Baby dear, crowned with gold, and clad in purple, they draw near. They have brought rare silks to bind Thee, at Thy feet, behold, they spread them, from their thrones they sprang to find Thee, and a blazing star hath led them, Baby dear. I have neither jade nor jasper, Baby dear, You are all my hope and glory, and my fear. Yet for all the gems that strew Thee, and the costly gowns that fold Thee, though all the world still seek Thee, Thou art mine — and fast I hold Thee, Baby dear.