Pelli meae (Orlando di Lasso)

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  • NewScore.gif  (Posted 2017-11-30)   CPDL #47798:       
Editor: Pothárn Imre (submitted 2017-11-30).   Score information: A4, 9 pages, 133 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Transcribed from 1565 print. Original pitch (chiavi naturali) and note-values.

General Information

Title: Pelli meae
Composer: Orlando di Lasso
Lyricist:

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredMotet

Language: Latin
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1565, Sacrae lectiones novem ex propheta Iob

Description: The eighth of the 9 lessons from the book of Job for the Office of the Dead in three parts.

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Original text and translations

Latin.png Latin text

Pelli meae consumptis carnibus adhaesit os meum
et derelicta sunt tantummodo labia circa dentes meos.
Miseremini mei, miseremini mei saltem vos amici mei, quia manus Domini tetigit me.

Quare persequimini me sicut Deus, et carnibus meis saturamini?
Quis mihi tribuat, ut scribantur sermones mei?
Quis mihi det, ut exarentur in libro stylo ferreo et plumbi lamina,
vel celte sculpantur in silice?

Scio enim quod redemptor meus vivit, et in novissimo die de terra surrecturus sum
et rursum circumdabor pelle mea, et in carne mea videbo Deum salvatorum meum,
quem visurus sum ego ipse, et oculi mei conspecturi sunt, et non alius.
Reposita est haec spes mea in sinu meo.
 

English.png English translation

The flesh being consumed, my bone hath cleaved to my skin:
and there are left only lips about my teeth.
Have mercy upon me, have mercy upon me, at the least you my friends,
because the hand of our Lord hath touched me.

Why do you as God persecute me, and are filled with my flesh?
Who will grant me, that my words may be written?
Who will give me, that they may be registered in a book, with an iron pen, and in plate of lead,
or else with a chisel might be graven in flintstone?

For I know that my redeemer liveth, and in the last day I shall rise out of the earth,
and I shall be compassed again with my skin, and in my flesh I shall see God my saviour
whom I myself shall see, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another.
This my hope is laid up in my bosom.