Easter Concert. 24th March 2015

Stabat Mater Dolorosa

Stabat mater dolorosa             The mother stood sorrowing
Juxta crucem lacrymosa              By the cross, weeping
Dum pendebat Filius.                    While her Son hung there;
Cujus animam gementem           Whose soul, lamenting,
Contristatem et dolentes             Sorrowing and grieving,
Pertransivit gladius.                     Has been pierced by the sword.

O quam tristis et afflicta              O how sad and afflicted
Fuit illa benedicta                        Was that blessed
Mater unigeniti.                            Mother of her only-begotten Son.

Quae morebat et dolebat            Who wept and grieved

et tremebat cum videbat             And trembled to behold
Nati poenas inclyti.                      The torment of her glorious child.

Quis est homo qui non fleret       What man would not weep
Christi Matrem si videret              If he saw the Mother of Christ
In tanto supplicio?                        In such torment?

Quis posset non contristari          Who could not be sorrowful

Piam Matrem contemplari            To behold the pious mother
Dolentem cum Filio?                     Grieving with her Son?

Pro peccatis suae gentis             For the sins of His people
Vidit Jesum in tormentis              She saw Jesus in torment
Et flagellis subditum.                    And subjected to the whip.

Vidit suum dulcem natum            She saw her sweet Son
Morientem desolatum,                 Dying, forsaken,
Dum emisit spiritum.                    As He gave up the spirit.

Eia Mater fons amoris,                Ah Mother, fount of love
Me sentire vim doloris                 Let me feel the force of grief,
Fac ut tecum lugeam.                 That I may grieve with you.

Fac ut ardeat cor meum,             Make my heart burn
In amando Christum Deum         With the love of Christ, the God
Ut sibi complaceam.                    That I may be pleasing to Him.

Sancta Mater istud agas             Holy Mother, bring this to pass,
Crucifixi fige plagas                    Transfix the wounds of Him who is crucified
Corde meo valide.                       Firmly onto my heart.

Tui nati vulnerati                          Of your wounded Son,
Jam dignati pro me pati               Who deigns to suffer for my sake
Poenas mecum divide.                Let me share the pains.

Fac me vere tecum flere             Make me truly weep with you,
Crucifixo condolere                     Grieving with Him who is crucified
Donec ego vixero.                       So that I may live.

Juxta crucem tecum stare          To stand by the cross with you,
Te libenter sociare                      To be freely joined with you
In planctu desidero.                     In lamentation, I desire.

Virgo, virginum praeclara            Virgin of virgins, resplendent,
Mihi jam non sis amara               Do not now be harsh towards me,
Fac me tecum plangere.             Let me weep with you.

Fac ut portem Christi mortem     Let me carry Christ's death,
Passionis ejus sortem                The destiny of his passion,
Et plagas recolere.                      And meditate upon his wounds.

Fac me plagis vulnerari              Let me suffer the wounds
Cruce hac inebriari                     Of that cross, steeped
Ob amorem Filii.                         In love of your Son.

Inflammatus et accensus           Fired and excited
Per te Virgo sim defensus          By you, O Virgin, let me be defended
In die judicii.                                 On the day of judgement

Fac me Cruce custodiri              Let me be shielded by the cross,
Morte Christi praemuniri             Protected by Christ's death,
Confoveri gratia                           Cherished by grace.

Quando corpus morietur            When my body dies,
Fac ut animae donetur               Let my soul be given
Paradisi gloria. Amen.                The glory of paradise. Amen

Stabat Mater: Antonin Dvorak

Cantique de Jean Racine: Gabriel Fauré

Locus Iste: Anton Bruckner