Lyrics What Sweeter Music - John Rutter , The Choir of Canterbury Cathedral , David Flood

What sweeter music can be braved
Than a carol for to sing
About our dearest heavenly King
Who made the world so wondrously?
Dark and dark night, fly hence away
And give the honour to this day
That sees December turned to May
That sees December turned to May
Why does the chilly winter's morn
Smile like a field beset with corn
Or smell like a meadow newly shorn?
Does morn the sun up and smither
Caused by things as fragrant be?
'Tis he his honour's heavenly power
His life and lustre upon did hurl
To heaven and the under earth
We see him though and know him not
Who with his sunshine and his shouts
Turns all the patient drought to floods
Turns all the patient drought to floods
The darling of the world is come
And his dear lips provide a heart
To welcome him, to welcome him
The look of heart of all the hearts
He is the heart which we believe
In and in we live
He is only and is only he
To whom all the worlds are keen
And all of all is revelly
What sweeter music can be braved
Than a carol for to sing
About our dearest heavenly King
About our dearest heavenly King