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O wie selig seid ihr doch, ihr Frommen

Language: German

O wie selig seid ihr doch, ihr Frommen,
Die ihr durch den Tod zu Gott gekommen!
Ihr seid entgangen
Aller Not, die uns noch hält gefangen.

Muß man [hier]1 doch wie im Kerker leben
[Und in Sorgen]2, Furcht und Schrecken schweben.
Was wir [hier]1 kennen,
Ist nur Müh' und Herzeleid zu nennen.

Ihr [hingegen]3 ruht in eurer Kammer
Sicher und befreit von allem Jammer;
[Kein Kreuz und Leiden
Ist euch hinderlich in euren Freuden.]4

[Christus wischet ab all eure Tränen,
Habt das schon, wonach wir uns erst sehnen;]4
Euch wird gesungen,
[Was in keines Ohr allhier]5 gedrungen.

Ach wer wollte den nicht gerne sterben
Und den Himmel für die Welt ererben?
Wer wollt' hier bleiben,
Sich den Jammer länger laßen treiben?

Komm, o Christe, komm, uns auszuspannen;
Lös uns auf und führ uns bald von dannen!
Bei dir, o Sonne,
Ist der frommen Seelen Freud' und Wonne.



Translation(s): ENG
H. Gál sets stanzas 1-4, 6

View original text (without footnotes)
1 Gál: "hie"
2 Gál: "Da nur Sorge"
3 Gál: "hergegen"
4 omitted by Gál.
5 Gál: "Was durch Keines Ohr allhie"

Authorship

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Set in English, a translation by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 - 1882) , title 1: "Blessed are the Dead"

Text added to the website: 2010-02-10.

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Blessed are the Dead

Language: English

O, how blest are ye whose toils are ended!
Who, through death, have unto God ascended!
Ye have arisen
From the cares which keep us still in prison.

We are still as in a dungeon living,
Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving;
Our undertakings
Are but toils, and troubles, and heart-breakings.

Ye, meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping,
Quiet, and set free from all our weeping;
No cross nor trial
Hinders your enjoyments with denial.

Christ has wiped away your tears for ever;
Ye have that for which we still endeavour.
To you are chanted
Songs which yet no mortal ear have haunted.

Ah! who would not, then, depart with gladness,
To inherit heaven for earthly sadness?
Who here would languish
Longer in bewailing and in anguish?

Come, O Christ, and loose the chains that bind us!
Lead us forth, and cast this world behind us!
With thee, the Anointed,
Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed.



Authorship

Based on

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Text added to the website: 2008-06-02.