1B1a Service of Music and Readings 2Bfor Advent
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MAGDALEN COLLEGE OXFORD 1B1A SERVICE OF MUSIC AND READINGS 2BFOR ADVENT Sunday 29th November 2020 6.00 pm Online The service is led by Andrew Bowyer, Dean of Divinity. The Choir is directed by Mark Williams, Informator Choristarum, and the organ is played by Alexander Pott, Assistant Organist & Tutor to the Choristers, and Romain Bornes, Organ Scholar and Music undergraduate. After the clock strikes, the College Choir sings: ROP down ye heavens from above, And let the skies pour down righteousness: Comfort ye, comfort ye, my people; Dmy salvation shall not tarry. I have blotted out as a thick cloud thy transgressions. Fear not, for I will save thee; For I am the Lord thy God, the holy one of Israel, thy redeemer. Drop down ye heavens from above, And let the skies pour down righteousness. Words: The Advent Prose, cf. Isaiah 45 Music: Judith Weir (b. 1954) The Dean of Divinity says: ‘Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to them’ Revelation 2: 20 ‘Lift up your heads, O ye gates; be lifted up ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in.’ Psalm 24: 7 The Dean of Divinity says the BIDDING PRAYER: My brothers and sisters, we enter today the solemn season of Advent in which the Church bids us prepare to celebrate the coming of Christ; a coming that we recall in the Child of Bethlehem; a coming that we experience in the gift of his Spirit, in the bread of the Eucharist, in the joy of human lives that are shared; a coming we wait for when God gathers up all things in Christ. Let us in this holy season reflect on the coming of Christ who brings light to the world. Let us leave behind the darkness of sin, walk in the light that shines on our path, and renew within ourselves the hope of glory to which he beckons us. And as we turn towards the light, let us have on our hearts all those who see no light, for whom all is darkness and despair. Let us pray that they too may be illumined by Christ who is our light. UR Father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. thy kingdom come, Othy will be done, in earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive them that trespass against us; And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen. The College Choir sings the HYMN: COME, O come Emmanuel, Redeem thy captive Israel, That into exile drear is gone O Far from the face of God’s dear Son. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, thou Branch of Jesse! Draw The quarry from the lion’s claw; From the dread caverns of the grave, From nether hell, thy people save. Rejoice! Rejoice! … O come, O come, thou Dayspring bright! Pour on our souls thy healing light; Dispel the long night’s lingering gloom, And pierce the shadows of the tomb. Rejoice! Rejoice! … O come, thou Lord of David’s Key! The royal door fling wide and free; Safeguard for us the heavenward road, And bar the way to death’s abode. Rejoice! Rejoice! … O come, O come, Adonaï, Who in thy glorious majesty From that high mountain, clothed with awe, Gavest thy folk the elder law. Rejoice! Rejoice! … Words: Latin Advent Antiphons, trans. J.M. Neale (1818–1866) Music: VENI EMMANUEL, 15th century French, arr. David Willcocks (1919–2015) The College Choir (Cantoris) sings: ROPE est Dominus HE Lord is nigh unto all omnibus invocantibus them that call upon him; eum; omnibus qui all that call upon him in Pinvocant eum in T truth. veritate. Laudem Domini My mouth shall speak the praise loquetur os meum et benedicat of the Lord, and let all flesh omnis caro, benedicat nomen bless His holy name for ever and sanctum ejus. Veni Domine et ever. Come, Lord, and do not noli tardare. Relaxa facinora delay; Pardon the misdeeds of your plebis tuae Israel. people Israel. Words: Gradual and Alleluia for the Fourth Sunday of Advent (Roman rite) based on Psalm 144 Music: Josef Rheinberger (1839–1901) The Head Chorister reads: OMFORT ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God. Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem, and cry unto her, that her warfare is accomplished, that her iniquity is pardoned: for she hath C received of the LORD’s hand double for all her sins. The voice of him that crieth in the wilderness, Prepare ye the way of the LORD, make straight in the desert a highway for our God. Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low: and the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough places plain: And the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together: for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it. The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field: The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass. The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever. O Zion, that bringest good tidings, get thee up into the high mountain; O Jerusalem, that bringest good tidings, lift up thy voice with strength; lift it up, be not afraid; say unto the cities of Judah, Behold your God! Behold, the LORD God will come with strong hand, and his arm shall rule for him: behold, his reward is with him, and his work before him. He shall feed his flock like a shepherd: he shall gather the lambs with his arm, and carry them in his bosom, and shall gently lead those that are with young. Isaiah 40: 1–11 The Choristers sing: DAM lay y bounden Bounden in a bond; Four thousand winter, AThought he not too long. And all was for an apple, An apple that he took. As clerkes finden, Written in their book. Ne had the apple taken been, The apple taken been, Ne had never our ladie Abeen heav’ne queen. Blessed be the time That apple taken was, Therefore we moun singen, Deo gracias! Words: Anonymous (15th century) Music: Peter Warlock (1894–1930) The College Choir (Decani) sings the HYMN: ILLS of the North, rejoice, Echoing songs arise, Hail with united voice, H Him who made earth and skies: He comes in righteousness and love, He brings salvation from above. Isles of the southern seas, Sing to the listening earth, Carry on every breeze Hope of a world’s new birth: In Christ shall all be made anew, His word is sure, his promise true. Lands of the East, arise, He is your brightest morn, Greet him with joyous eyes, Praise shall his path adorn: The God whom you have longed to know In Christ draws near and calls you now. Shores of the utmost West, Lands of the setting sun, Welcome the heavenly guest In whom the dawn has come: He brings a never-ending light Who triumphed o’er our darkest night. continued… Shout, while ye journey on; Songs be in every mouth; Lo, from the North they come, From East, and West, and South: In Jesus all shall find their rest, In Him the sons of earth be blest. Words: based on Charles Oakley (1832–1865) Music: LITTLE CORNARD, Martin Shaw (1875–1958) The Senior Academical Clerk reads: REAT is the Lord, and highly to be praised in the city of our God, even upon his holy hill. The hill of Sion is a fair place, and the joy of the whole earth; G upon the north-side lieth the city of the great King; God is well known in her palaces as a sure refuge. For lo, the kings of the earth are gathered, and gone by together. They marvelled to see such things, they were astonished, and suddenly cast down. Fear came there upon them, and sorrow as upon a woman in her travail. Thou shalt break the ships of the sea through the east-wind. Like as we have heard, so have we seen in the city of the Lord of hosts, in the city of our God; God upholdeth the same for ever. We wait for thy loving-kindness, O God, in the midst of thy temple. O God, according to thy Name, so is thy praise unto the world’s end; thy right hand is full of righteousness. Let the mount Sion rejoice, and the daughter of Judah be glad because of thy judgements. Walk about Sion, and go round about her, and tell the towers thereof. Mark well her bulwarks, set up her houses, that ye may tell them that come after. For this God is our God for ever and ever; he shall be our guide unto death. Psalm 48 The Consort of Voices (Decani) sings: HE tree of life my soul hath seen, laden with fruit and always green: The trees of nature fruitless be compared with Christ the apple tree. T His beauty doth all things excel: I’m weary with my former toil, By faith I know, but ne’er can tell here I will sit and rest awhile: the glory which I now can see Under the shadow I will be, in Jesus Christ the apple tree.