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Or browse results titled:. Contact Wayne Oratorio Society. Reworks by David Baron. Virgo virginum praeclara mihi iam non sis amara fac me tecum plangere Chosen Virgin of virgins, be not bitter with me, let me weep fflere thee Virgin of virgins most noble, to me be not now bitter, make me with you to lament Virgin, most exalted among virgins, be not now ill-disposed towards me, grant that I may grieve with you O Fler, most exalted among virgins, be not bitter towards me, let me weep with you O Virgin peerless among virgins, do not vfre away from me, let me weep with you Virgin of virgins, resplendent, do not now be harsh to me, let me weep with you Virgin, brightest of virgins, be not cruel to me now: May his sacred cross defend me, he who died there so befriend me, that His pardon shall suffice.

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Andante E-flat major Flammis orci ne succendar. Largo G minor O quam tristis et afflicta. Largo assai G minor — Paradisi gloria. Fac me plagis vulnerari cruce hac inebriari ob amorem filii Fac me plagis vulnerari fac me cruce inebriari et cruore f,ere.

The grieving Mother stood weeping beside the cross where her Son was hanging The Mother stood grieving beside the cross weeping while on it hung her Son The sorrowful Mother stood full of tears by the Cross while her Son was hanging there The mother of sorrows stood in tears beside the cross on vlere her Son was hanging Weeping stood the Mother of Sorrows next the Cross, the while her Son hung there The Mother stood sorrowing by the fav weeping while her Son hung there The sorrowful Mother stood weeping before the cross where hung her Son At the cross her station keeping, stood the mournful mother weeping, close to Jesus to the last.

With the same scar lacerated, by the cross enfired, elated, wrought by love to ecstasy! Bullman Mother bowed with grief appalling must thou watch, with tears slow falling, on the cross Thy dying son! She saw her sweet offspring dying, forsaken, while He gave up his spirit She saw her own dear Son dying, abandoned, while He gave up the ghost She saw her dear Son dying, forsaken, as He yielded up His spirit She saw her sweet offspring die, give up the ghost, abandoned She saw her sweet Son dying, forsaken, as He gave up the spirit She saw her sweet Son dying desolate as He gave up the spirit Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled, she beheld her tender child, till His Spirit forth he sent.

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Allegro teucm non troppo B-flat major Vidit suum dulcem natum. From the Album Haydn: To stand beside the cross with you, and gladly share the weeping, this I desire To stand beside the cross with you, and to join you in your weeping, this I desire To stand with you beside the Cross and share your grief is my desire To stand with you beside the Cross and to be your companion in grief is my desire To stand with thee beside the cross and joined with thee in mourning, I desire To stand by the cross with you, to be freely joined with you in lamentation, I dac.

Saw her Jesus foully taken, languishing, by all forsaken, when his spirit passed away.

Get fast, free shipping with Amazon Prime. Mine with you be that sad station, There to watch the great salvation, Wrought upon the atoning Tree. Mother veer with grief appalling must thou watch, with tears slow falling, on the cross Thy dying son!

Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur paradisi gloria. Stabat Materreleased March 30, license all rights reserved tags Tags choral classical oratorio orchestra vocal Wayne about Wayne Oratorio Society Wayne, Pennsylvania.

Page 1 of 1 Start over Page 1 of 1. Caswall or Caswell some doctoring has been done and for some lines of the translation several completely different versions exist. All these poems start with the fleere At the cross her station keeping, stood the mournful mother weeping, close vede Jesus to the last. Larghetto sffettuoso E-flat major Quis est homo qui non fleret. Tui nati vulnerati tam dignati pro me pati poenas mecum divide That of your wounded Son, who so deigned to suffer for me, I may share the pain Of your wounded offspring, who deigned to suffer so much for me, share his pains with me Share with me the agony of your wounded Son who deigned to suffer so much for me Your wounded Son who thus consented to suffer for me share his pains with me Of your wounded Son who submits to suffer for my sake, let me share the pains Share with me the pains of your wounded Son who is so gracious to suffer for my sake By Thy glorious Death and Passion, saving me in wondrous fashion, Saviour, turn my heart to Thee Let met share with thee his pain, who for all my sins was slain, who for me in torments died.

9. Fac Me Vere Tecum Flere

Thus inspired and affected let me, Virgin, be protected techm sounds forth the call for me! Who is he that would not weep if he saw the Mother of Christ in such torment? Amen When my body dies, grant that to my soul is given the glory of paradise.

May 26, Label: Add to Wish List. Five Mystical SongsElgar: Quis afc homo qui non fleret Matri Christi si videret in tanto supplicio? Lento e mesto F minor Eja Mater, fons amoris.

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Stabat Mater – English translation

Quae moerebat et dolebat et tremebat cum videbat nati poenas incliti Quae moerebat et dolebat Pia Mater dum videbat nati poenas incliti. Holy Mother, may you do this: Who is the person who would not weep seeing the Mother of Christ in such agony?

As several versions of the Stabat Mater exist, these variations in the Latin text are given per line. Grant that my heart may burn in the love of Christ my Lord, that I tecu, greatly please Him Cause my heart to burn in loving Christ the God, that I may please Him Make my heart burn with love for Christ, my Lord Godthat I may be pleasing to Him Make my heart burn with the love of Christ-God, and find grace in his eyes Make my heart ke glow within me for the God who came to win me, burn with love for Christ, my Lord Of his Passion bear the token, in a spirit bowed and broken, bear His death within my heart Make me feel as thou has felt; make my soul to glow and melt with the love of Christ our Lord.

MessiahBach: Blessed Mother, cause the sufferings of the Crucified to be fixed deeply in my heart. Alexa Actionable Analytics for the Web. Those Five Wounds on Jesus smitten, Mother! Share your thoughts with other customers.

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Bandcamp Album of the Day May 17, Vidit suum dulcem natum moriendo desolatum dum emisit spiritum She saw her sweet offspring dying, forsaken, while He gave up his spirit She saw her own dear Son dying, abandoned, while He gave up the ghost She saw her dear Son dying, forsaken, as He yielded up His spirit She saw her sweet offspring die, give up the ghost, abandoned She saw her sweet Son dying, forsaken, as He gave up the spirit She saw her sweet Son dying desolate flrre He gave up the spirit Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled, she beheld her tender child, till His Spirit forth he sent.

A completely different rhyming version by Beatrice E. For the sins of Mankind she saw Jesus undergo torment and the lash. We seek to spread the Good News of the Gospel through the performance of major sacred choral works. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 17, go to album.

Through her heart, his sorrow sharing, all his bitter anguish bearing, Lo! She, bere grieving was perceiving, contemplating, unabating, all the anguish of her Son! Virgin, you of virgin fairest, May the bitter woe Thou bearest, Make on me impression deep.