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

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Aria: Bass solo
Oboe I + II
Oboe da caccia I + II
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo

Recitative: Alto solo
Basso continuo



Aria: Alto solo
Oboe da caccia I + II
Basso continuo





Recitative: Tenor solo
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo

Aria: Bass solo
Basso continuo

Aria: Tenor solo
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo


Chorale: Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass
Oboe I + II
Oboe da caccia I + II
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo

Till now have ye nought been asking in my name's honor.






O word that heart and soul alarms!
Ye mortals, mark his bidding, what behind it lies!
Ye have both Law and Gospel message with purpose sore offended
And therefore ought ye not delay
To pray with grief and worship.

Forgive, O Father, all our sin
And even still with us forbear,
As we in worship pray now
And ask thee: Lord to thy command,
Ah, speak no more in figures now,
Help us much more be faithful! (1.)

When all our guilt e'en unto to heaven climbs,
Thou seest and knowest, too, my heart, which nought from thee conceals;
Thus, seek to bring me comfort!


In the world ye have fear; but ye should be glad,
I have now the world overpowered.

I will suffer, I'll keep silent,
Jesus shall his comfort show me.
For he helps me in my pain.
Yield, ye sorrows, sadness, grieving,
For wherefore should I lose courage?
Calm thyself, o trouble heart!

Must I be so troubled?
For if Jesus loves me,
Is my ev'ry grief
Sweeter e'en than honey,
Countless dulcet kisses
Plants he on my heart.
And whenever pain appears,
His dear love doth turn to gladness
Even bitter sadness.

James 1: 22-27

John 16: 23-30