BWV 66 Erfreut euch, ihr Herzen (Dialogus)

Second Day of Easter.

Poet unknown; PT (Leipzig, 1724); Facs: Neumann T, p. 429; PT (Leipzig, 1731); Facs: Neumann T, p. 440.

6. Verse 3 of &Christus ist erstanden,& Passau, c. 1090 (Wackernagel, II, #948).

10 April 1724 and 26 March 1731, Leipzig; Parody: 1-5 ← BWV 66a/1-4, 8.

BG 16; NBA I/10.


Fear (A) and Hope (T)

1. Chorus (S, A, T, B)

Rejoice, all ye spirits,
Depart, all ye sorrows,
Alive is our Savior and ruling in you.

    Ye can now dispel all
    That grieving, that fearing, that faint-hearted anguish,
    Our Savior restoreth his spiritual reign.

2. Recit. (B)

The grave is broken and therewith our woe,
My mouth doth publish God's own labors;
Our Savior lives, and thus in woe and death
For faithful folk are all things well accomplished.

3. Aria (B)

Raise to the Highest a song of thanksgiving
For his dear mercy and faith ever true.

    Jesus appeareth with peace us endowing,
    Jesus doth call us to join him in living,
    Daily is his gracious mercy made new.

4. Recit. and Arioso (T, A) Hope and Fear

In Jesus' life to live with joy
Is to our breast a brilliant ray of sun.
With comfort filled to look upon their Savior,
And in themselves to build a heav'nly kingdom
Of all true Christians is the wealth.
But since I here possess a heav'nly rapture,
My soul doth seek here its delight and rest;
My Savior clearly calls to me:
"My grave and death you life are bringing,
My resurrection is your hope."
My mouth indeed would bring an off'ring,
My Savior, but how small,
How meager, how so very little,
Will it to thee, O mighty victor, be,
When I bring thee a song of thanks and triumph.

(Hope and Fear)
{Mine/No} eye hath seen the Savior raised from sleep,
Him holdeth {not/still} that death in bondage.
What? Can yet fear in any breast arise?

Can then the grave give up the dead?

If God within a grave be lying,
The grave and death constrain him not.

Ah God! Thou who o'er death art victor,
For thee the tombstone yields, the seal doth break,
I trust thee, but support my weakness,
Thou canst my faith make stronger;
Subdue me and my weak and doubting heart;
The God who wonders doth
Hath this my soul with comfort's might so strengthened,
That it the resurrected Jesus knoweth.

5. Aria (A, T) Fear and Hope

(Fear and Hope)
I {feared in truth/feared no whit} the grave and all its darkness
And {made complaint/kept my hope} my rescue was {now/not} stolen.

    Now is my heart made full of hope,
    And though a foe should show his wrath,
    Will I in God my victory witness.

6. Chorale (S, A, T, B)

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
For this should we all glad be:
That Christ will be our comfort.
Kyrie eleis.

Copyright  Z. Philip Ambrose

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