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Old 03-29-2012, 09:02 PM
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quite possibly three of the most beautiful pieces of music ever composed to listen to as we head away from Lent and into Passiontide (The Cherubical Hymn from the Russian Orthodox Church akin to a Roman/Protestant Setting of The Sanctus)


"Holy, Holy, Holy, GOD of Power and Might. Heaven and Earth are full of your Glory. Hossanna in the Highest" (Lament of The Mother of GOD, an Orthodox Lentan Literny akin to the Roman Stabat Mater, the pitch and volume of each Stanza is higher and louder)


Woe is me, my Child!
I see Thee, dearest and beloved Child,
hanging upon the cross,
and my heart is bitterly wounded.
But in Thy love, speak some word to Thy handmaiden.

Woe is me, my Child!
I wish to take my son down from the wood
and to hold Him in my arms
as once I held Him when He was a little child;
But alas, there is no-one to give Him to me.

Woe is me, my Child!
I see Thee bruised and wounded,
without glory, stripped upon the cross.
O my Child, and my heart burns.

Woe is me, my Child!
In my arms, I hold Thee as a corpse,
O loving Lord, who has brought the dead back to life;
Grievously is my heart wounded,
and I long to die with Thee,
for I cannot bear to look upon Thee lifeless and without breath.

Woe is me, my Child!
I reflect, O Master: how never again shall I hear Thy voice.
Never again shall Thy handmaiden see the beauty of Thy face
as in the past, for Thou, my Son,
hast sunk down before mine eyes.

Woe is me, my child!
Where dost thou go, my Child?
Why dost thou run so swiftly?
Is there another wedding in Cana,
and are thou hastening there to turn the water into wine?
Shall I go with thee, my child,
or shall I wait for thee?
Speak some word to me, O Word;
Do not pass me by in silence.
Thou hast preserved my virginity,
and thou art my Son and God.

Woe is me, my child!
Release me from agony
and take me with Thee, O my Son and God.
Let me also descend with Thee, O Master, into Hell.
Leave me not to live alone,
for I cannot bear to look upon Thee, my sweet Light.

Woe is me, my child!
Dost thou change my grief to gladness by Thy Resurrection?

Rise, O God, and judge the Earth!
Rise, O God, and judge the Earth!

Woe is me, my Child. (And finally a Advent antaphone, which has been stolen by the protestants. O Magnum Mystirium, The Great Mystery...actually can be applied as much to the Ressurection as the Incarnation, its much like the Lux Amerique)


O great mystery,
and wonderful sacrament,
that animals should see the new-born Lord,
lying in a manger!
Blessed is the Virgin whose womb
was worthy to bear
Christ the Lord.
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