In the black dismal dungeon of despair, Z 190 - Purcell, Henry

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⌛ Period → Baroque ◈ Genre / Form → Sacred songs

♯ Key E minor

⁄ Time Signature 4/4

♬ Voicing → Solo high

◆ Difficulty

Advanced

↕ Range D2 – G5

¶ Language → English

Measures 61

Texture Homophonic

Parts 2

Instruments Basso continuo

Pages 4

CPDL # 58108

Editor Raymond Nagem

Posted 2020-04-21

License Personal

♫Pitch Ranges

Soprano

C#4 – G5

Continuo

D2 – B3

¶Lyrics / Text

In the black dismal Dungeon of Despair, Pin'd with tormenting Care; Wrack'd with my Fears, Drown'd in my Tears, With dreadful expectation of my Doom, And certain horrid Judgment soon to come: Lord, here I lie, Lost to all hope of Liberty, Hence never to remove, But by a Miracle of Love; Which I scarce dare hope for, or expect, Be'ng guilty of so long, so great neglect. Fool that I was, worthy a sharper Rod, To slight thy Courting, O my God! For thou didst woo, entreat, and grieve, Didst beg me to be happy, and to live; But I would not; I chose to dwell With Death, far from thee, too near to Hell: But is there no Redemption, no Relief? Jesu! Thou sav'd'st a Magdalen, a Thief! Thy Mercy, Lord, once more advance; O give me such a Glance As Peter had! Thy sweet kind chiding Look will change my Heart, as it did melt that Rock. Look on me, sweet Jesu! as thou didst on him, 'Tis more than to create, thus to redeem.