Hark, Heaven's Maker what every poet asks; That thy mercy may come to me softly: Thus I call to thee, for you have created me; I am thy peon and you are my master. God, I call upon thee to weep for me; to remember that I am fragile and thus need you the most. Oh, drive out the roots of my wrath, so generous and above all, every sorrow that has taken hold of my heart's fortress. Reach for me, o' mild one, when I need you the most; preferably every moment - in a world that you possess. Send us, Son of the Virgin, the beauty of creation and all aid from thee into my heart.
@@jwpipes47 The translation "hear me, smith of the heavens" is more correct. Maybe translators translated it to "heavens maker" since it makes more sense in English. Smith, or smithing something in most Nordic languages can also mean to create/creator. So both is right in a sense. Most beautiful in this is that Smiður has many meanings. It can also mean carpenter, and according to accounts Jesus was a carpenter. So heavenly carpenter being Jesus.
That harmony at 2:02 is quite possibly the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard. I cannot stop replaying it. It’s as if, for just a fleeting moment, the heavens opened up and the Angels joined the choir. You guys created something transcendent here.
Idk how I got here. I was watching a fishing video then I got to these videos. Can't understand a word but damn, that was beautiful. Gets you teary-eyed. Amazing talent.
Listen, smith of the heavens, what the poet asks. May softly come unto me your mercy. So I call on thee, for you have created me. I am thy slave, you are my Lord. God, I call on thee to heal me. Remember me, mild one, Most we need thee. Drive out, O king of suns, generous and great, every human sorrow from the city of the heart. Watch over me, mild one, Most we need thee, truly every moment in the world of men. send us, son of the virgin, good causes, all aid is from thee, in my heart.
Another translation: Hear, smith of the heavens, what the poet asks: May thy mercy softly come unto me. So I call on thee, for thou hast created me. I am thy slave, thou art my Lord. God, I call on thee to heal me. Remember me, gentle one. Most we need thee. O king of suns, generous and great, drive out every human sorrow from the city of the heart. Watch over me, gentle one, Most we need thee, truly every moment in the world of men. Send us, son of the virgin, goodness into our hearts, for all aid is from thee.
Translation: Hear me, smith of the heavens Hear, smith of the heavens, what the poet asks: May thy mercy softly come unto me. So I call on thee, for thou hast created me. I am thy slave, thou art my Lord. God, I call on thee to heal me. Remember me, gentle one. Most we need thee. O king of suns, generous and great, drive out every human sorrow from the city of the heart. Watch over me, gentle one, Most we need thee, truly every moment in the world of men. Send us, son of the virgin, goodness into our hearts, for all aid is from thee.
How can anyone have given this a thumbs down? The voices, the cadence, the sheer beauty of it all. I've watched this twice and have been in tears both times. I wish my Mum and Dad could hear this as they'd be spellbound. My Dad was stationed in Reykjavik during World War Two so I wonder if he heard it. Is it modern? It sounds like Gregorian Chant but with better harmony.
Best version of the hymn here on tube. Can't stop listening for a week. It's in my head all the time, I'm even thinking about memorizing the lyrics without knowing a word in icelandic. :) Since I'm hungarian that can't be so difficult to learn. :)
Here you go:Heyr, himna smiður, hvers skáldið biður. Komi mjúk til mín miskunnin þín. Því heit eg á þig, þú hefur skaptan mig. Eg er þrællinn þinn, þú ert drottinn minn. Guð, heit eg á þig, að þú græðir mig. Minnst þú, mildingur, mín, mest þurfum þín. Ryð þú, röðla gramur, ríklyndur og framur, hölds hverri sorg úr hjartaborg. Gæt þú, mildingur, mín, mest þurfum þín, helzt hverja stund á hölda grund. Send þú, meyjar mögur, málsefnin fögur, öll er hjálp af þér, í hjarta mér. The Literal translation is: Hear, smith of the heavens, what the poet asks. May softly come unto me thy mercy. So I call on thee, for thou hast created me. I am thy slave, thou art my Lord. God, I call on thee to heal me. Remember me, mild one, Most we need thee. Drive out, O king of suns, generous and great, human every sorrow from the city of the heart. Watch over me, mild one, Most we need thee, truly every moment in the world of men. send us, son of the virgin, good causes, all aid is from thee, in my heart. The poem has been translated so that it can be easily sung in English ( and other languages) so you will see many "translations" out there.
@@odaxbi few corrections: Z is no longer used in the Icelandic language as of 1973 as it was replaced by the letter S, you forgot the letter "É" in "ég"
@@oligultonn Don't ruin it for them, please. Ppl speak words created by the music resonnating in them. I guess it's norse origin. Christianity can't take credit for everything :D
@@strangelman this song was literally written because of Christianity. Some of the lyrics say "I am your slave, you are my lord." Christianity can take 100% credits for this song. Valkyries are associated with paganism and it has had no place to exist in Iceland for almost 1000 years.
I have no idea why this came up in my feed, but I am so grateful I did! There is a ethereal, almost other-worldly feeling woven into this song, and the acoustics of the venue they are performing in add a depth to the performance that I don't think would be possible in a normal concert hall.
Our choir (ChorusUK) will be singing this in Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris on the afternoon of the 9th June. We will also be singing Come, Let Us Worship in Russian. Just cannot wait.
I love each version for their own reasons. The train station version is fascinating to watch people going about their daily lives and then stop, entranced.
Just beautiful. Our choir will be singing this in Lincoln Cathedral on the 24th February 2018 between 1.15 - 2.00 pm. If you are in the vicinity, please come and listen. I hope we do it justice.
The hymn "Heyr, himna smiður" was written by the Icelandic viking Kolbeinn Tumason in 1208. The music was composed in the 1970s by Þorkell Sigurbjörnsson (1938-2013), one of Iceland's foremost contemporary composers. ~ ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-e4dT8FJ2GE0.html
Thank you Handmaid's Tale for quietly reminding me, in some of your most haunting scenes, of this incredible piece... you can hear the ages of humanity in every vibration
Wow. This had musically touched me the first time when my teacher played it in class. It's so addictive I love it I had to do sometimes to play it on the piano :)
While this is definitely a much better quality version of the viral train station video, this one lacks the awesome bass singer Árstíðir has. He carried the whole group with his awesome presence.
i totally get what you're saying. ive searched for a better clarity version of Arstidir's version and this is it, but like you say it lacks the deep bass of the aforementioned, when that guy sings, you feel it in your bones!
@@clarityrains There's an album called Inspired by Harpa on Spotify and Apple Music. There's a great version of this hymn on there, but it's with a full choir. It lacks some of the intimacy of this and Árstíðir's version, but it's fabulous nonetheless.
BEAUTIFUL! 🤍 Love this version! Just recorded one by myself with just one voice layered on top of each other. Doesn't come close to a full choir of course. But still wanted to give it a try, this song is just too beautiful and its message divine 🕊
Talandi um að reisa þráð upp frá dauðum en já ég varð að svara. Ég álpaðist inn á þessa úgáfu og krakkarnir nelgdu þetta 100%. Það er eitthvað við það að hlusta á 700 ára gamalt ljóð við margra áratuga gamalt lag sungið af ungum krökkum sem gefur mér hugarró. Ef þú hefur ekki hlustað á þetta í einhvern tíma, gerðu það endilega.
this hymn realistically give me image how hars the life of icelandic people, give me like cold, blue, dark kinda vibes, but this so much beautiful how come human being create this masterpiece
Translation: Hear me, smith of the heavens Hear, smith of the heavens, what the poet asks: May thy mercy softly come unto me. So I call on thee, for thou hast created me. I am thy slave, thou art my Lord. God, I call on thee to heal me. Remember me, gentle one. Most we need thee. O king of suns, generous and great, drive out every human sorrow from the city of the heart. Watch over me, gentle one, Most we need thee, truly every moment in the world of men. Send us, son of the virgin, goodness into our hearts, for all aid is from thee.
Beautiful song! The part between 0:27 and 0:31 strongly reminds about another song though, but I can't put my finger on it and it drives me crazy! Ahhhh!
Inspired performance, perfect acoustics. If the music of this ancient hymn is not enough to touch your heart, I recommend you read the translations here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kolbeinn_Tumason Many thanks for sharing!
