The Snow Op. 26 No. 1 - Royal Liverpool Philharmonic Orchestra, Sir Charles Groves, Liverpool Philharmonic Choir

O snow, which sinks so light,

Brown earth is hid from sight,

O soul, be thou as white,

As white as snow, as snow,

O snow, which falls so slow,

Dear earth quite warm below;

O heart,

O heart, so keep thy glow,

Beneath the snow, the snow.

O snow in thy soft grave

Sad flow’rs, sad flow’rs the winter brave;

O heart, so soothe and save,

so soothe, as does the snow.

The snow must melt, must go,

Fast, fast, fast, fast as water flow.

Not thus, my soul,

O sow

Thy gifts to fade like snow,

Not thus, not thus,

O sow not thus thy gifts to fade like snow.

O snow, thou’rt white no more,

Thy sparkling too, is o’er;

Be as bevore,

Was bright the snow.

Then as the snow all pure,

O heart be, but endure;

Through all the years full sure,

Not as the snow, not as the snow.