Anthology of Sacred Song - Volume 1 Soprano
容巴赫：我的心永远忠实--叹息、哭泣、悲伤、需要--贝多芬：什么忧伤刺透了公义的戴维的心？......赞美耶和华的美德--本尼迪克特：我像鸽子一样哀鸣--布卢姆纳：不忠实的心！......你坐在你的审判席上--科斯塔：主啊，我要赞美你！- 考文：啊，宁静的夜晚！......说吧，你在秘密的深渊中承载着什么？- 高卢人我灵魂的太阳，你亲爱的救世主锡安的女儿啊，你要大大喜乐！- 我知道我的雷德默还活着--微妙的爱，带着幻想的观赏--我的父亲！啊！我想我看见了--神圣的祭司们--永别了，你们这些清澈的泉水和洪水--哦！如果我有朱巴尔的琴--虔诚的狂欢，虔诚的乐曲--轻柔的长笛--让明亮的塞拉芬--我知道那撕裂流血的心的痛苦--在柏树阴郁的树荫下--海登：上帝说，让大地生出青草。上帝说，让大水生出丰饶的......在高耸的笔尖上翱翔--啊，欢迎你们，丛林和溪流......啊，多么悦耳动听啊--希勒：万岁，戴维，我们的救世主！......他们逃走了，那些阴郁的力量--朗格：主啊，你的居所何等美丽 - 马斯奈："我徒劳地寻找归宿......这些话就是在这里说的 - 门德尔松：听啊，以色列！耶路撒冷！耶路撒冷你这杀害先知的人 成千上万的罪孽压迫着我我要赞美你，我的上帝--帕里：普格诺：是的，坟墓旁隐藏着至高无上的奥秘......你，加利利向你跪拜--莱因塔勒：我的灵魂啊，你为何沉沦？- 鲁宾斯坦你有没有给我一个眼神，一个念头？我的救世主，我的主--他们将他安放在何处？......主啊，你为何隐藏了你的容颜？- C.M. von Weber："然而，我们的富足并不单单来自劳动......然后，记忆变成了日子--当我们呼唤时，仁慈的天父会聆听我们......我们再次看到上帝所赐予的美好"
作曲家: Various
校订者: Max Spicker
乐器: Piano;Vocal
出版社: G SCHIRMER, INC
曲目:
My Heart Ever Faithful
I Know Redeemer Liveth (Handel)
Jerusalem Thou Killest Prophets (Mendelssohn)
Let The Bright Seraphim
Sun Of My Soul Thou Savior(Gaul)
Oh! Had I Jubal's Lyre
How Beautiful Are Feet (Handel)
Rejoice Greatly Daughter(Handel)
I Will Extol Thee God (Molique)
Subtle Love,With Fancy V(Handel)
When This Scene Of Trbl(Spohr)
Nun Beut Die Flur (With Verdure Clad)
Auf Starkem Fittige (On Mighty Pens)
Thou Sittest On Jud.Seat(Blumner
I Will Extol Thee, O Lord
Hear Ye, Israel! (Hore Israel)
Praise Ye Jehovah's G.(Beethoven
My Redeemer &Lord(Sullivan)
Then Does Mem'ry Turn (Weber)
Once More We See The Good(Weber)
My Father!ah!methinks(Handel)
These Are They Which Came(Gaul)
Farewell, Ye Limpid Springs (Handel)
Why Art Thou Cast Dn.(Reinthaler
Pious Orgies,Pious Airs(Handel)
I Will Sing Unto The Lrd(Parry)
Lord,Why Hidest Thou (Sullivan)
Twas Even Here Th.Wrds(Massenet)
Come Unto Him (Handel)
How Beautif.R Dwellings(Lange)
Sighing, Weeping, Sorrow
Soft Complaining Flute (Handel)
Tho'all Triumphant (Rubenstein)
Thou,To Whm Galilee Kneel(Pugno)
They Fled,The Gloomy Po(Hiller)
O How Pleasing Ye Groves (Haydn)
Thous.Of Sins Oppress(Mercadante
Say,What Dost Thou Bear (Cowen)
I Mourn As A Dove
Beneath The Cypress'(Handel)
原文简介:
Contents: Bach: My heart ever faithful • Sighing, weeping, sorrow, need – Beethoven: What sorrow pierceth the righteous David's heart?..Praise ye Jehovah's goodness – Benedict: I mourn as a dove – Blumner: Unfaithful heart!..Thou sittest on Thy judgment-seat – Costa: Open unto me the gates of righteousness..I will extol Thee, O Lord! – Cowen: O peaceful night!..Say, what dost thou bear in the secret deep? – Gaul: These are they, which came out of great tribulation • Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear – Handel: Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion! • How beautiful are the feet • Come unto Him, all ye that labor • I know that my Redemmer liveth • Subtle Love, with fancy viewing • My father! Ah! me-thinks I see • Ye sacred priests..Farewell, ye limpid springs and floods • Oh! had I Jubal's lyre • Pious orgies, pious airs • The soft complaining flute • Let the bright Seraphim • I know the pangs that cleave the bleeding heart..Beneath the cypress' gloomy shade – Haydn: And God said, Let the earth bring forth grass.. With verdure clad the fields appear • And God said, Let the waters bring forth abundantly..On mighty pens uplifted soars • O welcome now, ye groves and bowr's..O how pleasing to the senses – Hiller: Hail, David, our deliv'rer!..They fled, the gloomy powers – Lange: How beautiful are Thy dwellings, O Lord – Massenet: 'Tis in vain that I seek a retreat..'Twas even here those words were spoken – Mendelssohn: Hear Ye, Israel! Hear what the Lord speaketh • Jerusalem! Jerusalem! Thou that killest the prophets – Mercadante: Thousands of sins oppress me – Molique: I will extol Thee, my God – Parry: I will sing unto the Lord a new song – Pugno: Yea, mystery supreme by the tomb is concealed..Thou, to Whom Galilee kneeleth – Reinthaler: Why art thou cast down, O my soul? – Rubinstein: Tho' all triumphant the heav'nly powers – Spohr: Hast Thou for me a look, a thought?..When this scene of trouble closes – Sullivan: My Redeemer and my Lord • Where have they laid Him?..Lord, why hidest Thou Thy face? – C.M. von Weber: Yet not alone of labor comes our plenty..Then does mem'ry turn to days • The gracious Father hears us when we call..Once more we see the good by God provided.