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Kantate til Sankt Cacilies Dag 1998
Hellige Ctcilic, loft dit ansigt.
Syng!
Nu stejler lys i hodsonten.
Morket brydes af din skonne sternme.
HOr! Den stiEler klart mod himlens.lbning
lngen er si fi-om som du, Crcilie.
lngens bdn si dyb som dine bonner.
Pi dil bryllupsdag du sang alene.
stille i dit hjerte,
kun for Herren.
Hvcm kan splitte sig selv'l
Hvem kan dcle sin krop?
Hvem kan clske to l
Du elskcde Valerianus.
Han var ciin ungc brudgom.
Men allerhojst. Crcilic.
elskede du dog Gud.
Med snublen i stemmen, du fibte
Gud, jeg frygter ej min skebne!
Giv min brudgom en trol
Lard ham se, hvad jeg ser
Lad ham fii, hvadjeg fik.
HOrl Han riber forfardet:
Dcl af din Lro. snuktr(e hustru,
cLlcr jcg drcber digl
Ingcns bonner er uhprte.
ingens tro forgaves,
ingens hib visner.
hvor Gud viser sin storhcd.
Cantata for St Cecilia's Day
Holy Saint Cecilia, raise your visage.
Sing I
Nou,light rears up on the horizol.
Darkncss is rcnt by your voice's beauty.
Listcnl Shccr it soars (owards hellven's inlet.
No onc is dcvout as you. Cecilia.
No onc's prayer prolbund as those that you pra)
On your wedding da_v you hyrnned all alone,
Quictly in your hcart,
Solcly thc Lord.
Who can sever the self?
Who can halve his own fiarne?
Feel one love tbr two?
Indeed you loved Valerianus.
He was your youthful bridegroom.
Yet greatest of all. Cecilia,
Was your love of God.
ln a faltering voice you cried out:
God, I icar my desLinl'!
Give m1, briclegroom a failhl
Let him see whiit I scc.
Let him gain what I gained.
Listenl He shouts in teror:
Shrre lour frith. rn1 heruriful ur[.
Or I wiJl murder you I
No one's prayers shall go unhccdcd.
No one's taith is fltile,
No one's hope shall 1ade.
Where God's own grandeur shows forth.