Caravan Song - Chadwick, George Whitefield

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⌛ Period → Romantic ◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB|add=minor SB divisi ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments Piano

Pages 12

CPDL # 75960

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-10-02

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

Under the tent of night the desert dreams, Piercing the holy silence each star gleams, And here at rest the wandering caravan Is gathered, tired camel, weary man. With silk from looms of Ind, from Mandalay Jewels and gold, and spices from Cathay. The caravan has marched since earliest light, And now it rests beneath the tent of night. “Lord of the desert, Allah, Praise to thee be giv’n, For thou once more has shelter’d Us ’neath the tent of heaven!” Under the tent of night, hark! one by one The tents are folded, and the store Of riches on its journey goes once more The gorgeous day like a pavilion blue, Limned in with gold unfolds itself anew; On goes the caravan till end of light, And once again, is spread the tent of night. “Lord of the desert, Allah, Praise to thee for night, Bless us upon our journey Through the day’s golden light!”