Ut queant laxis - Hymn to St. John the Baptist sung by Donna Stewart

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Published on Nov 10, 2021
https://mignarda.bandcamp.com/album/adoro-te-gregorian-chant-hymns-marian-antiphons

"Ut queant laxis" or "Hymnus in Ioannem" - a medieval Latin chant hymn for the feast of St. John the Baptist (June 24th), is the source for what we have come to know as the solfege syllables (Ut, Re, Mi, Fa, Sol, La). A creative mnemonic device, the first syllable of each phrase begins on an intervallic step above the previous, creating six tones of a musical scale, and the basis for the hexachord.

Sung by Donna Stewart (of Mignarda), from the 2014 album Adoro Te: Gregorian chant hymns & Marian antiphons, available at http://www.mignarda.com


For the convenience of those reading the chant and singing along, the voice begins on the pitch of Bb at the standard reference pitch of A=440. This is a minor third higher than the initial notated pitch (G) at modern reference pitch A=440.


 recorded live at the Shrine Church of St. Stanislaus, Cleveland, Ohio.

Ut queant laxis resonare fibris
Mira gestorum famuli tuorum,
Solve polluti labiis reatum,
Sancte Joannes.

Nuntius celso veniens Olympo,
te patri magnum fore nasciturum,
nomen, et vitae seriem gerendae,
ordine promit.

Ille promissi dubius superni
perdidit promptae modulos loquelae;
sed reformasti genitus peremptae
organa vocis.

Ventris obstruso recubans cubili,
senseras Regem thalamo manentem:
hinc parens nati, meritis uterque,
abdita pandit.

Sit decus Patri, genitaeque Proli
et tibi, compar utriusque virtus,
Spiritus semper, Deus unus,
omni temporis aevo. Amen

St. John, release the sins of our lips in order that your servants may be able to relate your wonderful deeds with full resound.

A lofty messenger comes from Olympus, revealing to your father your impending birth, your name, your conduct, and the sequence of your life.

That unbelievable heavenly promise set forth in a few words, when proven true by your birth, restored voice to the voiceless.

Lying darkly cradled in your mother's womb, you perceived the King abiding also in his chamber. Henceforth each set of parents, with hands outstretched, concealed their children's merits.

Glory be to the Father, and to the begotten Son and to you his comrade, of equal virtue. One God, for all times, all seasons, all generations.

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