Choir for 4 voices
Soprano solo
Alto solo
Tenor solo
Bass solo
Oboe I + II
Violin I + II
Viola
Bassoon
Basso continuo

In banishment they will cast you.




There cometh, yea, the time when he who slays you will think
that he doeth God a good deed in this.





Christians must, while on earth dwelling,
Christ's own true disciples be.
On them waiteth ev'ry hour
Till they blissfully have conquered
Torment, ban and grievous pain.

Ah God, how oft a heartfelt grief
Confronteth me within these days.
The narrow path is sorrow-filled
Which I to heaven travel must.

Now doth the Antichrist,
That huge and mighty monster,
With sword and fire
Hound Christ's own members with oppression,
Since what they teach to him is odious.
He is, indeed, meanwhile convinced
That all his actions God's approval have.
But yet, the Christians are so like the palm tree branches,
Which through their weight just all the higher tower.

It is and bides the Christians' hope
That God o'er this his church doth watch.
For when so quick the tempests tower,
Yet after all the storms of sorrow
The sun of gladness soon doth laugh.

Thyself be true, O spirit,
And trust in him alone now
Who hath created thee.
Let happen what may happen,
Thy Father there in heaven
Doth counsel in all matters well.

1 Peter 4: 8-11

John 15: 26 - 16: 4