A wildly popular composition in its time, this song is a setting of an 1858 poem by Adelaide Anne Procter and was composed in 1877 while the composer was tending to his brother on his deathbed. Though it was not written for public consumption, it quickly became a massive success and was the subject...
Seated one day at the organ
I was weary and ill at ease
And my fingers wandered idly
Over the noisy keys
I know not what I was playing
Or what I was dreaming then;
But I struck one chord of music
Like the sound of a great Amen
Like the sound of a great Amen
It flooded the crimson twilight
Like the close of an angel's psalm
And it lay on my fevered spirit
With a touch of infinite calm
It quieted pain and sorrow
Like love overcoming strife;
It seemed the harmonious echo
From our discordant life
It linked all perplexèd meanings
Into one perfect peace
And trembled away into silence
As if it were loth to cease
I have sought, but I seek it vainly
That one lost chord divine
Which came from the soul of the organ
And entered into mine
It may be that death's bright angel
Will speak in that chord again
It may be that only in Heav'n
I shall hear that grand Amen
The Lost Chord was written by Arthur Sullivan.
Arthur Sullivan released The Lost Chord on Sat Jan 13 1877.