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For like the grass doth beauty fade, and man is but allured therewith. Youth and the beauty of the body fade at the hour of death,and the tongue then funerla fiercely, and the parched throat is inflamed.
The words are consolatory in tone, though they do not minimize the reality of death, the gateway to Paradise. Newer Post Older Post Home.
Naked wast thou born, O wretched one, and naked there must every man appear. Sexy Trippy All Moods.
Other recordings available for download. Be silent, that the soul may issue forth in peace.
Funeral Ikos, for chorus
Tavener, Purcell, Barber and Byrd, were 3 composers who wore their hearts on their sleeves, and whose art saw their emotions laid bare, in an atmospheric concert with the Armonico Consort, where magical musical moments are intertwined with sublime Music of John Tavener.
With ecstasy are we inflamed if we but hear that there is light eternal yonder; that there is the fountain of our life, and there delight eternal ; that there duneral Paradise, wherein every soul of Righteous Ones rejoiceth. We go forth on the path eternal, and as condemned, with downcast faces, present ouselves before the only God eternal.
Tavener is a British convert from Presbyterianism to Ikow Orthodoxy, and writes music for the liturgy; he’s a complete genius, I think. As said job unto his friends, so sayI also unto you: But there was both marriage and the grave, both union and disunion, both laughter and weeping, and the psalm: But whither I go, that understand I not, neither what shall become of me yonder; but only God, who hath summoned me knoweth.
For earth thou art, and unto the earth shalt thou return. John Tavener is just about my favorite contemporary composer, and this song is achingly, stunningly beautiful. Naught is so easily forgot as mortal from his brother-mortal parted. Parents, also, are utterly forgotten of their children, whom from their own bodies they have borne and reared ; and they have dropped tears with the song: With ecstasy are we inflamed if we but hear that there is light eternal yonder; That there is Paradise, wherein every soul of Righteous Ones rejoiceth.
It is a setting, both beautiful and austere, of words from the Orthodox service for the burial of priests, in the magnificent translation by Isabel Hapgood.
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January Total duration: I entreat, I beseech, I implore, that ye learn by heart this thing, and mourn for me night and day. For your sakes have I made moan ; perchance it may profit one of you. Where, then, around about thee wilt thou gaze, O man?
If thou hast shown mercy unto man, O man, that same mercy shall be shown thee there; and if on an orphan thou hast shown compassion, the same shall there deliver thee from want. If thou hast shown mercy unto man, o man, that same mercy shall be shown thee there; and if on an orphan thou hast shown compassion, that same shall there deliver thee from want. For I made not haste to say the psalm: Awesome is it to behold my guides; most terrible he who hath called me.
If for a brief space we call to mind, yet straightway forget we Death, as we had not ourselves to die.
But when ye shall sing these things make mention, now and then, of me whom ye have known. The beauty of the eyes is quenched then, the comeliness of the face all altered, the shapeliness of the neck destroyed; And the other parts have become numb, nor often say: Where then is the glory of this world?
I am banished, brethren. We go forth on the path eternal, and as condemned, with downcast faces, present ourselves before the only God. Let us all be consumed with tears, when we behold the earthly remains lying low; and when we shall all draw near to kiss, and peradventure to utter such things as these: Welcome to Hyperion Records, an independent British classical label devoted to presenting high-quality recordings fyneral music of all styles and from all periods from the twelfth century to the twenty-first.
And no one then could succour him, but only pined away as they gazed on him, and wept for him in the grave: An ikosaccording to this site”is a short composition that follows the Kontakion, between the Sixth and Seventh Odes of the Canon.
Shall we there again together say the psalm: How many suddenly are snatched even from the plighting of their troth, and united by a bond eternal ; and without avail have made their moan unending, and have not risen from that funetal chamber!
Why speakest thou not, as thou wert wont to speak, but holdest thus thy peace who before with us didst say: Rise now, all ye, and make ready, and when ye are set, hearken ye unto the word.
There is neither fkneral nor freeman there; there is neither small nor great; but we shall all stand naked there.