Nos pulvis et cinis, timentes trementes, SEMI-CHORUS. Da lumen, juvamen, ut sancta sequentes Mortales erecti sint spe. GRAND CHORUS, Summe Deus! miserator, Da pugnanti gratiam. Et fidelis munerator Da vincenti gloriam. RECITATIVE.-Creation,-HAYDN. And God said "Let the waters bring forth abundantly the moving creature that hath life, and let the fowl fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven."ot so AIR, On mighty plumes to dazzling height, The eagle springs : And towards the flaming orb of light, The lark at morn his sprightly welcome sings. In ev'ry blush, in ev'ry grove, The nightingale's sweet notes resound; Kyrie eleison; Quoniam tu solus sanctus, tu solus Dominus, tu solus altissimus Jesu Christe. Cum sancto Spiritu in gloria Dei Patris, Amen. RECITATIVE AND SONG-Esther.-HANDEL. MADAME CARADORI. RECITATIVE,orde .. Now persecution shall lay by her iron rod, SONG. Tune your harps to cheerful strains, أنام . ;Great Jehovah lives and reigns We in great Jehovah trust. ' QUARTETTO, with Double Choir and Chorus." NATIONAL GERMAN HYMN.-HAYDN. (The words written for the Second Yorkshire Festival, by John Crosse, Esq.)" Lord of heaven, and earth, and ocean! While our hearts, with deep devotion, Source, reveal'd in sacred story, Of eacle good and perfect thing : Chor. Lord of life, and light, and glory! Guide thy Church, and guard our King. Health and every needful blessing, Are thy bounteous gifts alone; Comforts undeserved possessing ne While the babe, the youth, the hoary, Chor. Lord of life, and light, and glory ! Thee, with humble adoration, Laud we, now, for mercies past; With their prayers shall praises sing: SONG.-Judas Maccabeus.-HANDEL. MR. BRAHAM. My arms!-Against this Gorgias will I go- How vain, how ineffectual his design, AIR. Sound an alarm.-Your silver trumpets sound, CHORUS. We hear, we hear the pleasing, dreadful call; LUTHER'S HYMN. MADAME CATALANI. GREAT GOD WHAT DO I SEE AND HEAR! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind does appear, On clouds of glory seated. The trumpet sounds, the graves restore The dead that they contain'd before; Prepare, my soul, to meet him. CHORUS. Samson.-HANDel. Fix'd in his everlasting seat, Jehovah rules the world in state; His thunders roar, heav'n shakes, and earth's aghast; The stars with deep amaze, Remain in steadfast gaze: Jehovah is of Gods the first and last. |