Händel Jephtha

Mit Elisabeth Gale, Glenys Linos, Gabriele Sima, Werner Hollweg, Paul Esswood, Thomas Thomaschke

1. Ouvertüre
2. It must be so – or these vile Ammonites / Pour forth more unheeded pray’rs
3. No more to Ammon’s god and king
4. But Jephta comes / Virtue my soul shall still embrace
5. Twill be a painful seperation, Jephta / In gentle murmurs will I mourn
6. Happy, this embassy, my charming Iphis / Dull delay, in piercing anguish
7. Ill suits the voice of love when glory calls / Take the heart you fondly grave
8. I go: My soul, inspir’d by thy command / These labours past, how happy we!
9. What mean these doubtful fancies
10. O God, behold our sore distress
11. Some dire event hangs o’er our heads / Scenes of horror, scenes of woe
12. Say, my dear mother / The smiling dawn of happy days
13. Such, Jephta, was the haughty king’s reply
14. When his loud voice in thunder spoke
15. Glad tidings of great joy to thee, dear Iphis
16. Cherub and Seraphim, unbodied forms
17. Up the dreadful steep ascending
18. ‚Tis well. Haste, haste, ye maidens / Tune the soft melodious lute
19. Again Heav’n smiles on his repentant people / Freedom now once more possessing
20. Zebul, thy deeds were valiant / His mighty arm, with sudden blow
21. In glory high, in might serene
22. Symphony
23. Hail, glorious conqueror! / Welcome as the cheerful light
24. Horror! Confusion! / Open thy marble jaws, o tomb
25. Why is my brother thus afflicted
26. First perish thou, and perish all the world! / Let other creatures die
27. If such thy cruel purpose / On me let blind mistaken zeal
28. O spare your daghter
29. Such news fly swift / Happy they! This vital breath
30. Deeper and deeper still
31. How dark, O Lord, are Thy decrees!
32. Hide thou thy hated beams, o sun / Waft her, angels, through the skies
33. Ye sacred priests / Farewell, ye limpid springs and floods
34. Doubtful fear and rev’rent awe
35. And they determin’d will declare / Symphony
36. Rise, Jephta, and ye rev’rend priests / Happy, Iphis, shalt thou live
37. For ever blessed be thy holy name
38. Theme sublime of endless praise
39. Let me congratulate this happy turn / Laud her, all ye virgin train
40. O let me fold thee in a mother’s arm / Sweet as sight to the blind
41. With transport, Iphis, I behold thy safety / ‚Tis heaven’s all-ruling pow’r
42. My faithful Jamor, may that Providence
43. Ye house of Gilead, with one voice