The Old Testament lesson at Morning Prayer this morning was the story of Jephthah and his vow to God, as told in the book of Judges.
Jephthah was a brave and mighty warrior.
He also made a foolish vow, but he was a man of principle; he followed through on that same vow and sacrificed his daughter in thanks for a victory in battle.
Jephthah’s story is a cautionary tale. Be careful what you say. Try to understand and comprehend consequences before you take action. Understand the law . . . and cause & effect. Think before you speak. As in Hamilton, Smile more, speak less.
This story was fodder for one of the most glorious laments ever penned by a composer.
Some beauty for a Saturday.
On this Trinity Sunday, a great hymn of faith.
And a reminder that, by my count, it’s day 84.
Have not touched the piano today. Needing a day away. Mental health day!
Enjoy Henry Balfour Gardiner’s evening hymn, “Te lucis ante terminum.” This is from Guilford Cathedral, England, with Barry Rose leading in his last-ever service there.
Te lucis ante terminum,
Rerum Creator, poscimus
Ut pro tua clementia
Sis praesul et custodia.
Procul recedant somnia
Et noctium phantasmata;
Hostemque nostrum comprime,
Ne polluantur corpora.
Praesta, Pater piissime,
Patrique compar Unice,
Cum Spiritu Paraclito
Regnans per omne saeculum.
[To Thee, before the close of day,
Creator of the world, we pray,
That with Thy wonted favor
Thou Wouldst be our Guard and Keeper now.
From all ill dreams defend our eyes,
From nightly fears and fantasies:
Tread under foot our ghostly foe,
That no pollution we may know.
O Father, that we ask be done
Through Jesus Christ Thine only Son,
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee,
Shall live and reign eternally.
From Magdalen College, Oxford, this virtual May Morning.
No energy today.
I’m posting a bit of Herbert Howells instead.
I’m already in pajamas at 7 p.m., and I forgot to record video today after a long day of meetings and teaching and a desire to cook dinner from scratch (cheesy chicken bake with lemon garlic butter).
So here is my favorite Palestrina motet, “Super flumina Babylonis.”
Access the text here.
And happy 37th day of this confinement in the USA.
Rather than sing something tonight, I’ll just post this video of the Episcopal Church Virtual Choir and Orchestra.
The strife is o’er indeed . . . for now.
Thank you, Charles Wood. Thank you, Stephen Cleobury. Thank you, Choir of King’s College Cambridge.
And for those who wish something a little more contemporary, here’s a youngish Sandi Patti singing We shall behold him:
My annual carol, this year for Advent: