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Judith Weir : Ascending into Heaven
| commissioned by the St Albans International Organ Festival with funds from the Eastern Arts Association |
| Publisher |
Novello & Co Ltd |
Category |
Chorus a cappella / Chorus plus 1 instrument |
| Year Composed |
1983 |
Duration |
7 Minutes |
| Chorus |
SATB |
Orchestration |
org |
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Programme Note
Ascending into Heaven is a setting for choir and organ of a text, given below, by Hildebert of Lavardin (1056-1133), Bishop of Le Mans and Archbishop of Tours. As an illustration of the title, the music (especially the organ part) ascends frequently.
The piece lasts about seven minutes. It was commissioned by the St Albans International Organ Festival 1983 with funds provided by the Eastern Arts Association.
Sion me receptet illa Sion, David urbs tranquilla Cujus faber auctor lucis Cujus portae lignum crucis Cujus claves lingua Petri Cujus cives semper laeti Cujus muri lapis vivus Cujus custos rex festivus. In hac odor implens caelos, In hac festum semper melos.
Urbs caelestis, urbs beata Super petram collocata Urbs in portu satis tuto De longuino te saluto Te saluto, te suspiro Te affecto, te requiro
Quantum tui gratulentur Quam festive conviventur Quis affectus eos stringat Aut quae gemma muros pingat Quis chalcedon, quis jacinthus Norunt illi qui sunt intus. In plateis hujus urbis Sociatus piis turbis Cum Moyse et Elia Pium cantem Alleluia
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
May Sion Receive me Sion, the peaceful City of David Whose maker is the creator of light Whose gates are the wood of the cross Whose keys are Peter’s word Whose citizens are always joyful Whose walls are living stone Whose guardian is the ruler of the feast. In this city, perfume fills the sky, In this city there is always festal melody.
Heavenly City, blessed city City built upon a rock City built in a safe haven From afar I salute thee. I salute thee, I sigh for thee I aspire to thee, I seek thee
How much thy people rejoice in thee How merrily they feast What desire binds them together What gems adorn their walls What chalcedon, what jacinth Those who dwell within know. In the streets of this city Mingling with the bands of the saints With Moses and Elijah May I sing my devout Alleluia
© Judith Weir
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