Johann Sebastian Bach

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BWV 163
Title To each but what's due him!
Composed 24th November 1715, Weimar
Scoring

Choir for 4 voices
Soprano solo
Alto solo
Tenor solo
Bass solo
Violin I + II
Viola
Violoncello obligata I + II
Basso continuo

Movements Aria (Tenor): To each but what's due him!
Recitative (Bass): Thou art, my God, of ev'ry gift the giver
Aria (Bass): Let my heart the coinage be
Recitative (Soprano Alto): I would to thee
Aria (Duett, Soprano, Alto): From me take me, make me thine
Chorale: Lead both my heart and mind
Category Spiritual Cantata
Event Twentythird Sunday after Trinity
Author of text Salomo Franck 1715, Johann Heermann 1630
Text
Aria:
Tenor solo
Violin I + II
Viola
Violoncello
Basso continuo


Recitative: Bass solo
Basso continuo
















Aria: Bass solo
Violoncello obligata I + II
Basso continuo







Recitative: Soprano solo, Alto solo
Basso continuo










Aria (Duetto): Soprano solo, Alto solo
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo




Chorale: Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass
Basso continuo


To each but what's due him!
If rulers must gather
Toll, taxes, and tribute,
Let no one refuse
The debt that he owes!
Yet bound is the heart but to God the Almighty.

Thou art, my God, of ev'ry gift the giver;
We have all that we have now
Alone from thine own hand.
Thou, thou hast to us given
Soul, spirit, life and body
And wealth and goods and rank and class!
What ought we then
To thee
In gratitude for these deposit,
When all of our possessions
Just thee and not to us belong?
But there's one thing, which thee, O God, doth please:
The heart shall all alone,
Lord, thy true tribute money be.
Ah! Oh alas! Is that not worthless coin?
For Satan hath thy form on it disfigured,
This counterfeit has lost all value.

Let my heart the coinage be
Which I thee, my Jesus, pay now!
If it be not fully pure,
Ah, then come forth and renew it,
Lord, the lovely shine in it!
Come and work it, melt and stamp it,
That thine image then in me
Fully new may be reflected.

I would to thee,
O God, my heart have gladly given;
The will indeed I have,
But flesh and blood would ever strive against me;
And now the world
This heart doth captive hold
And will not let the spoils be taken from her.
In truth I must despise her,
If I am thee to love.
So make then now my heart with all thy blessings full;
Remove from it all worldly longings
And make of me thereby a proper Christian.

From me take me, make me thine!
From me take me and my purpose,
That thy purpose be accomplished;
Make thee mine of thy dear kindness,
That my heart and this my spirit
In thee bide for evermore;
From me take me, make me thine!

Lead both my heart and mind
Through thine own Spirit hence,
That I may all things shun now
Which me from thee could sever,
And I within thy body
A member bide forever.

Epistle

Philippians 3: 17-21

Gospel

Matthew 22: 15-22

Manuscript Singing Academy, Berlin; Estate C.P.E. Bach; Bodleian library, Oxford; Estate Felix Mendelssohn Bartholdy; University library, Warzawa

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