Johann Sebastian Bach

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BWV 190 (Fragment)
Title Sing ye the Lord a new refrain!
Composed 1st January 1724, Leipzig
Scoring

Choir for 4 voices
Alot solo
Tenor solo
Bass solo
Trumpet I + II + III
Bassdrum
Oboe I + II + III
Oboe d`amore
Bassoon
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo

Movements Choir: Sing ye the Lord a new refrain!
Chorale und Recitative: Lord God, we give thee praise
Arie (Alto solo): Honor, Zion, this thy God
Recitative (Bass solo): Now let the world desire what flesh and blood with pleasure fills
Aria (Tenor solo, Bass solo): Jesus shall be all to me
Recitative (Tenor solo): Now, Jesus grant me that with the newborn year, e'en his anointed flourish
Chorael: Let us the year accomplish
Category Spiritual Cantata
Event New Year's Day, Feast of the Circumcision and the Naming of Christ
Author of text Unknown
Text
Choir: Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass
Violine I + II
Missing Trumpet I + II + III, Bassdrum,
Oboe I + II + III, Oboe d`amore, Viola,
Basso continuo


Chorale und Recitative:
Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass
Alto solo
Tenor solo
Bass solo
Violin I + II
Missing Trumpet I + II + III, Bassdrum,
Oboe I + II + III, Oboe d`amore, Viola,
Basso continuo










Aria:
Alto solo
Violine I + II
Viola
Basso continuo




Recitative: Bass solo
Basso continuo













Aria (Duett): Tenor solo, Bass solo
Oboe d`amore
Basso continuo




Recitative: Tenor solo
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo










Chorale: Soprano Alto, Tenor, Bass
Trumpet I + II + III
Bassdrum
Oboe I + II + III
Oboe d`amore
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo



Sing ye the Lord a new refrain! The assembly of saints should sing to him praises!
Honor him with timbrels and dancing, honor him with strings and with piping!
Lord God, we give thee praise!
All that which breath doth own, honor the Lord!
Lord God, we give thee thanks!
Alleluia!

Chorale: Lord God, we give thee praise,

Bass solo: That thou with this the newborn year
Us newfound joy and newborn blessing grantest
And still with favor on us thinkest.

Chorale: Lord God, we give thee thanks,
Tenor solo: That thy great kindness
Throughout the time now past
Both all our land and our own city fair
From famine, pestilence and war protected hath.

Chorale: Lord God, we give thee praise,

Alto solo: For thy paternal faith
Hath yet no limits,
Amidst us is it ev'ry morn renewed.
Thus do we fold,
O merciful God, for this
In humbleness our hands now
And say throughout our lives
With mouth and heart our praise and thanks.

Chorale: Lord God, we give thee thanks!

Honor, Zion, this thy God,
Honor this thy God with gladness,
Rise! And speak now of his fame,
Who within his holy shrine
As thy shepherd evermore
Shall to verdant pastures lead thee.

Now let the world desire
What flesh and blood with pleasure fills;
Just this, this ask I of the Lord,
Just this one thing I seek,
That Jesus, my true pleasure,
My shepherd true, my strength and health,
And of my soul the fairest part,
Should as a lamb of his own pasture
Again this year within his care embrace me
And nevermore from his dear arms release me.
His kindly will,
Which me the way to life doth show,
Now rule and lead me on an even course,
And I shall this new year in Jesus' name begin.

Jesus shall be all to me,
Jesus shall be my beginning,
Jesus is my sign of joy.
Jesus' care I would commit me.
Jesus helps me through his blood,
Jesus makes my ending good.

Now, Jesus grant me
That with the newborn year, e'en his anointed flourish;
May he bless both the trunk and branches,
So that their fortune to the clouds be rising.
May Jesus bless both church and school,
May he bless ev'ry faithful teacher,
May he bless those who hear their teaching;
May he bless council and the court;
May he pour, too, o'er ev'ry house
Within our town the springs of blessing forth;
May he grant that again
Both peace and trust
Within our borders kiss each other.
Thus live we shall throughout the year in blessing.

Let us the year accomplish
For glory to thy name,
That we to it be singing
In Christian company;
Wouldst thou our life be sparing
Through thine almighty hand,
Keep, then, thy beloved Christians
And our own fatherland.
Thy blessing to us send now,
Give peace in ev'ry quarter;
Give unalloyed this country
Thy grace-inspiring word.
To hypocrites bring ruin
Both here and ev'rywhere!

Epistle

Galatians 3: 23-29

Gospel

Luke 2: 21

Bibletext Psalms 149:1; Psalms 150:4; Psalms 150:6; 1. Lamentations 3:23; 2. Psalms 23:2; 3. Psalms 27:4; 4. Psalms 85:11
YouTube Video 1; Video 2
Manuscript Estate C. Ph. E. Bach Singing academy Berlin, University library Warzawa

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