Choir for 4 voices
Alto solo
Tenor solo
Bass solo
Horn
Travers flute
Oboe
Oboe d`amore
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo

In peace and joy do I depart,
As God doth will it;
Consoled am I in mind and heart,
Calm and quiet;
As God me his promise gave,
My death is to sleep altered.



I would e'en with my broken vision
To thee, my faithful Savior, look.
When once my body's form shall break,
Yet shall my heart and hope not fall.
My Jesus cares for me in dying
And shall let me no grief attend.

O wonder, that one's heart
Before the flesh's hated tomb and even death's distress
Should not be frightened!
This Christ hath done, God's own true son,
The faithful Savior,
Who o'er my dying bed now stands
With heaven's sweet repose my soul to comfort,
Whom thou, O Lord, hast let me see,
When at the final hour an arm of faith shall grasp the Lord's salvation;
Thou hast revealed
Of the Almighty God, creator of all nature,
That he salvation is and life,
Of men the hope and share,
Their Savior from corruption
In death as well in dying.

A great mysterious light hath filled the orb of all the earth now.
There echoes strongly on and on
A word of promise most desired:
In faith shall all be blessed.

O unexhausted store of kindness,
Which to us mortals is revealed: one day the world,
Which wrath's curse on itself hath summoned,
A throne of mercy (1.)
And sign of triumph shall receive,
And ev'ry faithful heart and spirit
Shall to his realm of grace be summoned.

He is that grace and blessed light,
Which the nations
Shall illumine, all who know thee not,
And shall nurture;
To Israel, thy people,
The praise, laud, joy and gladness.

Malachi 3: 1-4

Luke 2: 22-32