PART II

FIRST PART OF THE CREATION-HAYDN.

REPRESENTATION OF CHAOS

RECITATIVE, RAPHAEL.

MR. PHILLIPS.

In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth; and the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep.

CHORUS.

And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters; and God said, let there be light and there was light.

RECITATIVE.-URIEL.

MR. VAUGHAN.

And God saw the light that it was good; and God divided the light from the darkness.

SONG.

Now vanish before the holy beams,

The gloomy shades of ancient night,
The first of days appears:

Now chaos ends, and order fair prevails;
Th' infernal host, confounded and dismay'd,

Fly to the dark abyss of woe and endless night.

CHORUS.

Despairing, cursing, raging, down the rapid fall-
A new created world springs up at God's command.

RECITATIVE accompanied,

MR. E. TAYLOR.

The dreadful tempest now is rous'd,
Swift fly the clouds on the raging winds:
The lightning gleams in the troubled air,
And awful thunder rolls on high:

Now from Heaven's copious stores descends
The soft reviving rain;

Now dreary wasteful hail,

Now light and flaky snow.

AIR.

MISS STEPHENS,

AND CHORUS.

The glorious hierarchy of heaven,
Beholds amazed the marv'lous work,
And thro' the ethereal vault resounds,
The praise of God, and of the second day.

RECITATIVE.-Raphael.

MR. PHILLIPS.

And God said, "Let the waters, under the heavens, be gathered together unto one place, and let the dry land

appear" and it was so. And God called the dry land earth; and the gathering of waters called he seas; and God saw that it was good.

AIR.

Rolling in foaming billows,

Uplifted roars the boist❜rous sea;
Mountains and rocks now emerge,
Whose lofty summits pierce the clouds:
Meand'ring thro' the open plain,
With placid stream the river flows;
Gently glides the limpid brook,
In murmurs soft through mossy vales,

RECITATIVE.-Gabriel,

MADAME CARADORI.
CARA

And God said "Let the earth bring forth grass; the he yielding seed, and the fruit tree, yielding fruit after its kin whose seed is in itself upon the earth, and it was so."

AIR.

With verdure clad in cheerful pride,
The meadows greet the ravish'd sight,
In rich profusion spread ;

Gay flowers displays their thousand hues.

Here fragrant herbs their odours breathe,

Here shoots the healing plant;

With luscious fruits the bending boughs are deck'd;

The shady groves their arched tops entwine:

And lofty cedars crown the mountain's brow,

RECITATIVE.-Ariel,

MR. VAUGHAN.

And the heavenly host proclaimed the third day, praising God, and saying.

In strains of joy your voices raise;

In triumph sing the mighty God—
He spake the word, and earth was cloth'd;
In bright array.

RECITATIVE accompanied,

MR. BRAHAM.

In splendour bright the sun emerging darts
His glorious rays; great regent of the day!
Rejoic'd through heav'n's high road to run
His destin'd course.

With softer beams and milder light,

The silver moon steals on through silent night:
Innum'rous hosts of radiant orbs,

Glittering adorn the azure vault of heav'n,
And the sons of God announced the fourth day
In songs divine, proclaiming thus His power;

CHORUS.

The heavens are telling the glory of God,
The firmament displays the wonders of his work.

PART III.

RECITATIVE.-Joshua.-HANDEL.

MR. VAUGHAN.

'Tis well; six times the Lord hath been obeyed.
Low in the dust the town shall soon be laid.
Now the seventh sun the gilded domes adorns.
Sound the shrill trumpets, shout, and blow the horns.

AIR MR. VAUGHAN AND CHORUS.

Glory to God! the strong-cemented walls,
The tott'ring tow'rs, the pond'rous ruin falls :

The nations tremble at the dreadful sound,
Heaven thunders, tempests roar, and groans thic ground.

SONG.-HANDEL.

MRS. W. KNYVETT.

O magnify the Lord, and worship Him upon his holy hill for the Lord our God is Holy.

TRIO AND CHORUS.-AVISON.

Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea!
Jehovah has triumph'd, his people are free.

Sing! for the pride of the tyrant is broken,

His chariots, his horsemen, all splendid and brave,

How vain was their boasting! the Lord hath but spoken,

And chariots and horsemen are sunk in the wave.

Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea!

Jehovah has triumph'd, his people are free.