Johann Sebastian Bach

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BWV 154
Title My precious Jesus now hath vanished
Composed 9th January 1724, Leipzig
Scoring

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

Movements Aria (Tenor): My precious Jesus now hath vanished
Recitative (Tenor): Where shall I, then, my Jesus meet
Chorale: JJesus, my shield and Redeemer
Aria (Alto): Jesus, let me find thee
Arioso (Bass): Know ye then not that I must be there
Recitative (Tenor): This is the voice of my beloved
Aria (Alto, Tenor): What bliss, I have now found Jesus
Chorale: This my Jesus I'll not leave
Category Spiritual Cantata
Event 1st Sunday after Epiphany
Author of text Unknown
Text
Aria:
Tenor solo
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo


Recitative: Tenor solo
Basso continuo





Chorale: Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass
Oboe I + II
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo





Aria: Alt osolo
Oboe d`amore I + II
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo



Arioso: Bass solo
Basso continuo



Recitative: Tenor solo
Basso continuo




















Aria (Duett): Alto solo, Tenor solo
Oboe d`amore I + II
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo


Chorale: Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass
Oboe I + II
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo


My precious Jesus now hath vanished:

O word which me despair doth bring,
O sword which through my soul doth drive,
O thund'rous word, when mine for hearing. (1.)

Where shall I, then, my Jesus meet,
Who will show me the way
Whereon my soul's most fervent desiring,
My Savior, hath now journeyed?
No sorrow could me ever touch so deeply
Than if I were to lose my Jesus.

Jesus, my shield and Redeemer,
Jesus, my true confidence,
Jesus, mighty serpent-slayer,
Jesus, of my life the light!
How my heart now thee desireth,
Little Jesus, for thee acheth!
Come, ah come, I wait for thee,
Come, O little Jesus dear!

Jesus, let me find thee,
Let now my transgressions
Not the swelling clouds become
Where thou, to my terror,
Wouldst from me lie hidden;
Soon thyself again reveal!

Know ye then not that I must be there where my Father's business is?




This is the voice of my beloved, (2.)
God praise and thanks!
My Jesus, my devoted shield,
Makes through his word
Himself heard for new comfort;
I was with grieving sick,
My sorrow sought the very quick,
My bones were nearly wasted;
But now, though, will my faith again be strong,
Now I am filled with joy;
For I behold the glory of my spirit,
My Savior, my true sunlight,
Who after mourning's night of grief
Through his bright light doth make my heart rejoice.
Rise, spirit, get thyself prepared!
Thou must to him
Into his Father's house, into his temple draw;
There he himself within his word revealeth,
There would he in the sacrament restore thee;
But if thou worthily his flesh and blood would taste now,
Then thou must Jesus kiss in faith and firm repentance.

What bliss, I have now found Jesus,
Now am I no more distressed.
He whom this my soul doth love
Comes to me for joyous hours.
I will, O my Jesus, now nevermore leave thee,
I will now in faith ever steadfast embrace thee.

This my Jesus I'll not leave,
I'll forever walk beside him;
Christ shall let me more and more
To the springs of life be guided.
Blessed those who say with me:
This my Jesus I'll not leave.

Epistle

Romans 12: 1-6

Gospel

Luke 2: 41-52

Bibletext Luke 2:49; 1. Luke 2:35; 2. Song of Salomon 2:8
Manuscript Singing Academy Berlin

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