Vocal score
Wim Henderickx
TOMORROW SHALL BE MY DANCING DAY
for mixed choir, organ and/or chamber orchestra
TOMORROW SHALL BE MY DANCING DAY for mixed choir, organ and/or chamber orchestra (1991) (N.M.O. 14163A Full score / ISMN 979-0-065-14710-9) for sale (N.M.O. 14163B Vocal score / ISMN 979-0-065-14711-6) for sale (N.M.O. 14163C Choir part / ISMN 979-0-065-14712-3) for sale (N.M.O. 14163D Orchestral parts / ISMN 979-0-065-14713-0) on hire
Score and parts published by Norsk Musikforlag A/S, Norway
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Music Engraving: Wim Henderickx & Diederik Glorieux Cover design/calligraphy: Bea Steylaerts Printed by: Oslo Sats, Repro & Montasje A/S
Wim Henderickx - Tomorrow shall be my dancing day N.M.O. 14163B
TOMORROW SHALL BE MY DANCING DAY for mixed choir, organ and/or chamber orchestra was composed in 1991
The work is based on the well-known traditional Christmas Carol
Duration: ca. 4 minutes
Score and parts are available from Norsk Musikforlag A/S, Oslo
Additional info can be found at www.wimhenderickx.com
ORCHESTRA
Flute
Oboe
Clarinet in Bb
Bassoon
2 Horns in F
Organ (ad lib)
Mixed Choir
Strings
Wim Henderickx - Tomorrow shall be my dancing day N.M.O. 14163B
Wim Henderickx - Tomorrow shall be my dancing day
LYRICS
Tomorrow shall be my dancing day; I would my true love did so chance To see the legend of my play, To call my true love to my dance;
Chorus
Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love, This have I done for my true love.
Then was I born of a virgin pure, Of her I took fleshly substance Thus was I knit to man's nature To call my true love to my dance.
In a manger laid, and wrapped I was So very poor, this was my chance Betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass To call my true love to my dance.
Then afterwards baptized I was; The Holy Ghost on me did glance, My Father’s voice heard I from above, To call my true love to my dance.
Into the desert I was led, Where I fasted without substance; The Devil bade me make stones my bread, To have me break my true love's dance.
The Jews on me they made great suit, And with me made great variance, Because they loved darkness rather than light, To call my true love to my dance.
For thirty pence Judas me sold, His covetousness for to advance: Mark whom I kiss, the same do hold! The same is he shall lead the dance.
Before Pilate the Jews me brought, Where Barabbas had deliverance; They scourged me and set me at nought, Judged me to die to lead the dance.
Then on the cross hanged I was, Where a spear my heart did glance; There issued forth both water and blood, To call my true love to my dance.
Then down to hell I took my way For my true love's deliverance, And rose again on the third day, Up to my true love and the dance.
Then up to heaven I did ascend, Where now I dwell in sure substance On the right hand of God, that man May come unto the general dance.