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ABOUT THE PICTURES
They are mine. I hope you enjoy them as an accompaniment to the music, To see them and more like them, you may visit http://www.flickr.com/photos/ol_doinyo/sets/72157600080058997/.
ABOUT THE MUSIC
Unlike the more familiar choral concert masses, which are musical settings of the Latin Ordinarium, Franz Schuberts so-called Deutsche Messe of 1827 (DV 872) was conceived as incidental musica suite of eight German-language carols to be intercalated at s... Mehr sehenCreated with NCH Photostage.
ABOUT THE PICTURES
They are mine. I hope you enjoy them as an accompaniment to the music, To see them and more like them, you may visit http://www.flickr.com/photos/ol_doinyo/sets/72157600080058997/.
ABOUT THE MUSIC
Unlike the more familiar choral concert masses, which are musical settings of the Latin Ordinarium, Franz Schuberts so-called Deutsche Messe of 1827 (DV 872) was conceived as incidental musica suite of eight German-language carols to be intercalated at specified points during a spoken reading of the Ordinarium. The lyricist and commissioning patron, Johann Phillipp Neumann, had only an amateur choir at his disposal, and thus requested that the music be kept very simple. This might have been a recipe for mediocrity or worse, but through Schuberts extraordinary melodic gift a genuinely charming work was produced; the first and third numbers in particular have a limpid, gossamer quality which make them favorites of mine.
TEXT OF FIRST SECTION (Zum Eingang)
Only stanzas 1 and 3 are actually heard here.
1. Wohin soll ich mich wenden, wenn Gram und Schmerz mich drücken?
Wem künd' ich mein Entzücken, wenn freudig pocht mein Herz?
Zu dir, zu dir, o Vater, komm ich in Freud' und Leiden,
du sendest ja die Freuden, du heilest jeden Schmerz.
2. Ach, wenn ich dich nicht hätte, was wär' mir Erd' und Himmel?
Ein Bannort jede Stätte, ich selbst in Zufalls Hand.
Du bist's, der meinen Wegen ein sich'res Ziel verleihet,
und Erd' und Himmel weihet zu süßem Heimatland.
3. Doch darf ich Dir mich nahen, mit mancher Schuld beladen?
Wer auf der Erde Pfaden ist Deinem Auge rein?
Mit kindlichem Vertrauen eil' ich in Vaters Arme,
fleh' reuerfüllt: Erbarme, erbarm' o Herr Dich mein!
4. Süß ist Dein Wort erschollen: Zu mir, ihr Kummervollen!
Zu Mir! Ich will euch laben, euch nehmen Angst und Not.
Heil mir, ich bin erquicket! Heil mir! Ich darf entzücket
mit Dank und Preis und Jubel mich freun in meinem Gott.