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Dieterich Buxtehude Membra Jesu nostri - Atlanta Baroque Orchestra

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III. AD MANUS IV. AD LATUS<br />

TO HIS H ANDS TO HIS SIDE<br />

Soprano I & II, Alto, Tenor, Bass Soprano I & II, Alto, Tenor, Bass<br />

Quid sunt plagae istae Surge, amica mea, speciosa mea, et veni,<br />

What are these wounds Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away<br />

In medio manuum tuarum? colomba mea in foraminius petrae,<br />

in the middle of thy hands? (Zacharias XIII:6) my dove in the cleft of the rock,<br />

Soprano I in caverna maceriae.<br />

Salve <strong>Jesu</strong>, pastor bone, in the hidden place of the cliff. (Song of Songs II: 13–14)<br />

Hail, <strong>Jesu</strong>s, good shepherd,<br />

Soprano I<br />

fatigatus in agone, Salve latus salvatoris,<br />

exhausted from your death-agony, Hail, side of the savior,<br />

qui per lignum es distractus in quo latet mel dulcoris,<br />

who by the wood is tormented in which lies hidden the sweetness of honey,<br />

et ad lignum es compactus in quo patet vis amoris,<br />

and to the wood is fastened in which is revealed the power of love,<br />

expansis sanctis manibus. ex quo scatet fons cruoris,<br />

by your out-stretched holy hands. out of which flows the spring of your blood,<br />

Soprano II qui corda lavat sordida.<br />

Manus sanctae, vos amplector which washes clean the filthy heart.<br />

Holy hands, I embrace you<br />

Alto, Tenor, Bass<br />

et gemendo condelector, Ecce tibi appropinquo,<br />

and, lamenting, I delight in you, Behold, I draw near to thee;<br />

grates ago plagis tantis, parce, <strong>Jesu</strong>, si delinquo.<br />

I give thanks for the terrible wounds spare me, <strong>Jesu</strong>s, if I fall short.<br />

clavis duris, guttis sanctis, Verecunda quidem fronte,<br />

for the hard nails, for the holy blood-drops With shame marked indeed on my face,<br />

dans lacrimas cum osculis. ad te tamen veni sponte<br />

with my kisses while you weep. to you nevertheless I come unbidden<br />

Alto, Tenor, & Bass scrutari tua vulnera.<br />

In cruore tuo lotum to study thy wounds.<br />

By thy streaming blood washed,<br />

Soprano II<br />

me commendo tibi totum, Hora mortis meus flatus<br />

I entrust myself wholly unto thee; At the hour of death may my breath<br />

tuae sanctae manus istae intret, <strong>Jesu</strong>, tuum latus,<br />

May these holy hands of thine enter your side, <strong>Jesu</strong>s;<br />

me defendant, <strong>Jesu</strong> Christe, hinc expitans in te vadat,<br />

defend me, <strong>Jesu</strong>s Christ, when expiring, may it rush into thee<br />

extremis in periculis. ne hunc leo trux invadat,<br />

In the final hour of trial. lest it be attacked by the savage lion,<br />

(Quid sunt plagæ repetatur) sed apud te permaneat.<br />

but with thee remain forever.<br />

(Surge, amica mea repetatur)

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