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Handel
Deborah
English
Title Page
Act I
Act II
Act III

Act III
A Military Symphony

Scene I
Enter Deborah and Barak with the victorious army of the Israelites, return’d from pursuit of the Canaanites, and attended with the Israelite Women.

Chorus
Israelite Priests, and captives, among whom are the Priests of Baal.

Chorus
Israelites
Now the Proud insulting Foe
Prostrate in the Dust lies low;
Broken Chariots, Hills of slain,
Load the wide extended Plain.

Recitative
Jael
The haughty Foe, whose Pride to Heav’n did soar,
Is fall’n, is fall’n, and Canaan is no more.

Air
Jael
Now sweetly smiling Peace descends,
And waves her downy Wings;
Each Blessing in her Train attends,
Each joy around her springs.


Scene II
To them Abinoam.

Recitative
Abinoam
My Pray’rs are heard, the Blessings of this Day
All my past Cares and Anguish will repay;
The Soldiers to each other tell
My Barak has performed his Duty well.

Barak
My honour’d Father!

Abinoam
O my Son! My Son!
Well has thy Youth the Race of Honour run.

Air
Abinoam
Tears, such as tender Fathers shed,
Warm from my aged Eyes descend,
For joy to think, when I am dead,
My son shall have mankind his friend.


Scene III
To them Jael and the Canaanite Herald.

Recitative
Jael
O Deborah, my Fears are o’er;
Proud Sisera is now no more.

Air
Canaanite Herald
Hark! Hark! Hark!
His Thunders round me roll,
His angry awful Frowns I see,
His Arrows wound my trembling Soul:
Is no more Mercy left for me?
Ah, no! He now denies to save,
Open, oh Earth, and be my Grave!

Chorus
Baal’s Priests
Doleful Tidings, how ye wound;
Despair and Death are in that sound.

Air
Deborah
Our fears are now for ever fled,
Our Eyes no more shall flow;
Swift vengeance has laid low the head
Of our Imperious Foe.

Recitative
Barak
I saw the Tyrant breathless in her Tent,
Her Arm his Soul to endless Darkness sent.
But see, the glad assembly wait to know,
How thou didst rid them of so fierce a Foe:
Already thou hast told it me;
But the Relation will please more from thee.

Jael
When from the Battle that proud Captain fled,
Vengeance divine to my Pavilion led
The Trembling fugitive; who, pale with Care,
Besought me, panting, to conceal him there
With Flaming Thirst, and Anguish in his Look,
He ask’d for Water from the Limpid Brook;
But Milk I gave him in a Copious Bowl:
With ecstasy he quaff’d, and cool’d his Soul,
And then, with his laborious Flight opprest,
In some few moments he sunk down to Rest.
Then was I conscious, Heav’n, that happy Hour,
Had placed the Foe of Judah in my Pow’r.
The Workman’s Hammer and a Nail I seiz’d,
And, whilst his Limbs in deep repose he eas’d,
I through his bursting Temples forc’d the Wound,
And riveted the Tyrant to the ground.

Air
Jael
Tyrant, now no more we dread thee,
All thy Insolence is o’er;
Justice to thy Ruin led thee;
Thou art fal’n to rise no more.

Recitative
Deborah
If, Jael, I aright divine,
When men hereafter would proclaim
All that is noble by one name;
O Jael, they will mention thine!

Air
Deborah
The glorious Sun shall cease to shed
His beamy Treasure from the Skies;
And merit shall be Virtue’s dread, (vertue’s)
Whene’er thy bless’d memorial dies.

Recitative
Barak
May Heav’n, with kind profusion, shed
Its chosen joys on Jael’s Head!

Air
Barak
Low at her feet he bow’d, he fell,
And laid in Dust his haughty Head;
And late Posterity shall tell,
That where he bow’d, he fell down dead.

Accompanied Recitative
Deborah
O great Jehovah! May thy Foes
Thus perish, who thy Laws oppose.
But O! Let all, who love thy praise,
And dedicate to thee their Days,
Shine like the Sun, immensely bright,
When forth he marches in his might,
To run his radiant Race of Light.

Symphony

Chorus:
Let our glad Songs to Heav’n ascend,
For Judah’s God is Judah’s Friend.
O celebrate his sacred name,
With gratitude his praise proclaim.
Alleluja!

 


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