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ComposerJulius Bürger
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PublisherG Schirmer Inc
Description
for SATB chorus and organ (1969, ca. 10 minutes). Text by Ferdinand von Saar (1833-1906). Packages of 10 choral scores plus 1 piano reduction in German and 1 in English.
The full score (in German and English) is for the choir and the conductor. The two reductions (German version and English version) are for the organist in rehearsal and performance.
Text
| Miserere! |
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| Tausendstimmig Und aber tausendstimmig Klagt und schreit es empor: „Herr, erbarme dich unser! Siehe: Tausendfältig Und aber tausendfältig Drückt des Daseins Noth uns, Zerfleischt uns unerbittlichen Schwunges Des Schmerzes Geißel. Und wenn wir hinsinken Und aushauchen Mit dem letzten Odemzug den letzten Seufzer: Emporgewachsen schon Ist wieder ein Geschlecht Zu gleicher Drangsal, Zu gleicher Noth … Ende, o Ende die Qual – Miserere domine!“ Aber ungehört Verhallt der himmelstürmende Aufschrei. Niederscheint gleichgültig die Sonne, Leben weckend. Befruchtender Regen fällt, Die Saaten grünen, Es blühen die Bäume und tragen Früchte, Und Ernte um Ernte nähret die Qual ... Von Zeit zu Zeit nur, Unerwartet und wie zum Hohn, Sprengen vorüber mit wahllos zerschmetterndem Hufschlag Die apokalyptischen Reiter. |
| Miserere! |
| Thousands of voices And yet a thousand voices Cry out and lament: “Lord, have mercy upon us! Behold: Thousands, And yet thousands times over The trials of life do weigh us down, Tearing us apart with relentless force, The scourge of pain. And when we sink down And breathe our last With our last breath our last sigh: Now grown up Is another generation To the same tribulation, To the same distress... End, oh end the torment – Miserere, domine!” But unheard fades away The Heaven-assailing cry. Shines down unconcerned the sun, Life awakening. The fertile rain falls down, The seeds are sprouting, The trees are in blossom and bear their fruit, And harvest after harvest augments the torment ... From time to time only, Unexpected and as if with scorn, Bursting past with scattered thundering of hooves The apocalyptic riders. |
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