Johann Sebastian Bach

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BWV 115
Title Get thyself, my soul, prepared
Composed 5th November 1724, Leipzig
Scoring

Choir for 4 voices
Soprano solo
Alto solo
Tenor solo
Bass solo

Horn
Travers flute
Oboe d`amore
Violin I + II
Viola

Violoncello piccolo
Basso continuo

Movements Choir: Get thyself, my soul, prepared
Aria (Alto): Ah slumbering spirit, what
Recitative (Bass): God, who for this thy soul doth watch
Aria (Soprano): Pray though even now as well
Recitative (Tenor): He yearneth after all our crying
Chorale: Therefore let us ever be
Category Spiritual Cantata
Event Twentysecond Sunday after Trinity
Author of text Johann Burchard Freystein 1695
Text
Choir:
Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass
Travers flute
Oboe d`amore
Violin I + II
Viola

Basso continuo
(Cantus firmus in Soprano)


Arie:
Alt solo
Oboe d`amore
Violine I + II
Viola

Basso continuo

Recitative: Bass solo
Basso continuo













Aria: Soprano solo
Travers flute
Violoncello piccolo
Basso continuo



Recitative:
Tenor solo
Basso continuo





Chorale: Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass
Horn
Travers flute
Oboe d`amore
Violin I + II
Viola

Basso continuo


Get thyself, my soul, prepared,
Watching, begging, praying,
Lest thou let the evil day
Unforeseen o'ertake thee.
For in truth
Satan's guile
Often to the righteous
With temptation cometh.

Ah slumbering spirit, what? Still at thy rest?
Arouse thyself now!
For well may damnation thee sudden awaken
And, if thou not watchest,
In slumber of lasting perdition obscure thee.

God, who for this thy soul doth watch,
Hath loathing for the night of sin;
He sendeth thee his gracious light
And wants for all these blessings,
Which he so richly thee assures,
Alone the open eyes of spirit.
In Satan's craft there is no end
Of charm to snare the sinner;
If thou dost break the bond of grace,
Thou shalt salvation ne'er discover.
The whole wide world and all its members
Are nought but untrue brothers;
Yet doth thy flesh and blood from them
Seek nought but flattery.

Pray though even now as well,
Even in thy waking!
Beg now in thy grievous guilt
That thy Judge with thee forbear,
That he thee from sin set free
And unspotted render.

He yearneth after all our crying
He bends his gracious ear to us;
When foes respond to all our woe with gladness,
We shall triumph within his might:
For this his Son, in whom we ask it,
Us strength and courage sends
And will advance to be our Helper.

Therefore let us ever be
Watching, begging, praying,
Since our fear, need, and great dread
Press on ever nearer;
For the day
Is not far
When our God will judge us
And the world demolish.

Epistle

Philippians 1: 3-11

Gospel

Matthew 18: 23-35

Manuscript Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge; Central library, Zürich; University library, Warzawa

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