Johann Sebastian Bach

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BWV 60
Title Eternity, thou thundrous word
Composed 7th November 1723, Leipzig
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Choir for 4 voices
Alto solo
Tenor solo
Bass solo
Horn
Oboe d`amore
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo

Movements Aria and Chorale (Duetto: Alto, Tenor): Eternity, thou thundrous word
Recitative (Alto, Tenor): O toilsome road to final strife and battle
Duetto (Alto, Tenor): My final bed would bring me terror
Recitative (Alto, Bass): But death abides to human nature most perverse
Chorale:It is enough, Lord, if it be thy will
Category Spiritual Cantata
Event Twentyfourth Sunday after Trinity
Author of text Johann Rist 1642, Franz Joachim Burmeister 1662

Text
Aria and Chorale (Duetto):
Soprano solo, Tenor solo
Horn
Oboe d`amore
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo



Recitative: Alto solo, Tenor solo
Basso continuo














Duetto:
Alto solo, Tenor solo
Oboe d`amore
Violin I + II




Recitative:
Alto solo, Bass solo
Basso continuo














 

 

 

 


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


Alto (Fear):
Eternity, thou thundrous word,
O sword that through the soul doth bore,
Beginning with no ending!
Eternity, time lacking time,
I know now faced with deepest grief
Not where to seek my refuge.
So much my frightened heart doth quake
That to my gums my tongue doth stick.
Tenor (Hope): Lord, I wait now for thy help.

Alto (Fear): O toilsome road to final strife and battle!
Tenor (Hope): My sponsor is at hand,
My Savior stands nearby
With help beside me.
Alto:
The fear of death, the final pain
Rush on and overwhelm my heart
And torture all my members.
Tenor: I lay before the Lord in sacrifice my body.
And though the fire of grief be hot,
Enough! It cleanseth me to God's own praise.
Alto: But now will stand my sins' own grievous guilt before my face accusing.
Tenor: God will on their account not sentence thee to death, though.
He sets a limit to temptation's torments
So that we can endure them.

Alto (Fear): My final bed would bring me terror,
Tenor (Hope): But yet the Savior's hand will guard me,
Alto: My faith's own weakness faileth near,
Tenor: My Jesus bears with me the weight.
Alto: The open grave so cruel appears,
Tenor: It will be yet my house of peace.

Alto (Fear): But death abides to human nature most perverse
And hurleth nigh
All hope to its destruction.
Bass (Christ): Blessed are the dead men.
Alto: Ah, ah, alas! What jeopardy
The soul will have to face
In making death's last journey!
Perhaps the jaws of hell will threaten
Its death to fill with terror
When they attempt to swallow it;
Perhaps it is already cursed
To everlasting ruin.
Bass: Blessed are the dead, those who in the Lord have diéd.
Alto: If in the Lord I die now,
Can then salvation be my lot and portion?
My flesh, indeed, the worms will nurture!
Yea, change will all my members,
To dust and earth returning,
For I a child of death am reckoned
And seem, in truth, within the grave to perish.
Bass: Blessed are the dead, those who in the Lord have diéd, from now on.
Alto: Lead on!
If from now on I shall be blest,
Present thyself, O Hope, again to me!
My body may unfearing rest in sleep,
My spirit can a glance into that bliss now cast.

It is enough;
Lord, if it be thy will,
Then let me rest in peace!
My Jesus comes;
To thee, O world, good night!
I fare to heaven's house,
I fare in peace henceforth securely,
My great distress shall bide behind me.
It is enough.

Epistle

Colossians 1: 9-14

Gospel

Matthew 9: 18-26

Bibletext Genesis 49:18; Psalms 119:166; Revelation 14:13
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