Yule

This week, Yulia and Boneapart wax nostalgic about Yule and share three tangentally related songs.

Songs

• Dancing in the Dark (not Springsteen)
• Winter Song
• Whispering Hope

Lyrics

Winter Song

Ho, a song by the fire!
With a chum by your side;
Ho, a song by the fire!
With a heart open wide!
Ho, a song by the fire!
With a heart open wide!
For the wolf-wind is wailing at the doorways,
And the snow drifts deep along the road,
And the ice-gnomes are marching from their Norways,
And the white cold walks abroad.

Refrain:
But here by the fire we defy frost and storm.
Ha, ha! we are warm,
And have our hearts’ desire.
For here were good fellows,
And the beachwood and the bellows,
And the song on the lip
In the pledge of fellowship.

Pile the logs on the fire!
With a chum by your side;
Pile the logs on the fire!
With a heart open wide!
Pile the logs on the fire!
With a heart open wide!
For the fire-goblins flicker on the ceiling,
And the frost-witch glitters on the glass,
And the spark-wraiths are springing, spurting reeling,
And the sleigh bells jingle as they pass. (Refrain)

Oh, a god is the fire!
With a chum by your side;
Oh, a god is the fire!
With a heart open wide!
Oh, a god is the fire!
With a heart open wide!
For the room has a spirit in the embers,
‘Tis a god, and our fathers knew his name,
And they worship’d him in long forgot Decembers,
And their hearts leap’d high with the flame. (Refrain)

Whispering Hope

Soft as the voice of an angel,
Breathing a lesson unheard,
Hope with a gentle persuasion,
Whispers her comforting word.
Wait till the darkness is over,
Wait till the tempest is done,
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow,
After the shower is gone.

Chorus:
Whispering Hope
O how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice.

If in the dusk of the twilight,
Dim be the region afar,
Will not the deepening darkness
Brighten the glimmering star?
Then when the night is upon us,
Why should the heart sink away?
When the dark midnight is over,
Watch for the breaking of day. [Chorus]

Hope as an anchor so steadfast,
Rends the dark veil for the soul,
Whither the Master has entered,
Robbing the grave of its goal.
Come then, O come, glad fruition,
Come to my sad weary heart,
Come, O Thou blest hope of glory,
Never, O never depart. [Chorus]
O blessed Hope!