Handel: Jephtha

"Handel: Jephtha album by Fabio Biondi on Archodia Music"

Release Date: 2011-03-01T00:00:00.000000Z

  • Symphony
  • Overture
  • Menuet
  • Hail, glorious conqueror! (Iphis)
  • Air and Chorus. Welcome, as the cheerful light … Welcome thou, whose deeds conspire (Iphis, Chorus)
  • Accompagnato. It must be so, or these vile Ammonites (Zebul)
  • Recitative. Horror! Confusion! (Jephtha)
  • Air. Pour forth no more unheeded prayr's (Zebul)
  • No more to Ammon's god and king (Chorus)
  • Air. Open thy marble jaws, O tomb (Jephtha)
  • Recitative. But Jephtha comes (Zebul, Jephtha)
  • Recitative. Why Is my brother thus afflicted? (Zebul, Jephtha)
  • Air. Virtue my soul shall still embrace (Jephtha)
  • Accompagnato and Arioso. First perish thou, and perish all the world! - Let other creatures (Storge)
  • Recitative. Twill be a painful separation, Jephtha (Storge)
  • Recitative. If such thy cruel purpose, lo, your friend (Hamor)
  • Air. In gentle murmurs will I mourn (Storge)
  • Air. On me let blind mistaken zeal (Hamor)
  • Recitative. Happy This embassy, my charming Iphis (Hamor)
  • Quartet: O spare your daughter! (Storge, Hamor, Jephtha, Zebul)
  • Air. Dull delay, in piercing anguish (Hamor)
  • Recitative. Such news flies swift (Iphis)
  • Recitative. Ill suits the voice of love (Iphis)
  • Air. Happy they! (Iphis)
  • Accompagnato. Deeper and deeper still, thy goodness, child (Jephtha)
  • Air. Take the heart you fondly gave (Iphis)
  • How dark, O Lord, Are thy decrees! (Chorus)
  • Recitative. I go, my soul, inspir'd by thy command (Hamor)
  • Arioso. Hide thou thy hated beams (Jephtha)
  • Duet. These labours past, how happy we (Iphis, Hamor)
  • Air. Waft her, angels, through the skies (Jephtha)
  • Recitative. What mean these doubtful fancies of the brain? (Jephtha)
  • Accompagnato. Ye sacred priests, whose hands ne’er yet were stain'd (Iphis)
  • O God, behold our sore distress (Chorus)
  • Air. Farewell, ye limpid springs and floods (Iphis)
  • Recitative. Some dire event hangs o'er our heads (Storge)
  • Doubtful fear and reverend awe (Chorus)
  • Air. Scenes of horror, scenes of woe (Storge)
  • Recitative. Say, my dear mother, whence these piercing cries (Iphis, Storge)
  • Air. The smiling dawn of happy days (Iphis)
  • Recitative. Such, Jephtha, was the haughty king's reply (Zebul, Jephtha)
  • When his loud voice in thunder spoke (Chorus)
  • Recitative. Glad tidings of great joy to thee, dear Iphis (Hamor)
  • Cherub and Seraphim, unbodied forms (Chorus)
  • Air. Up the dreadful steep ascending (Hamor)
  • Recitative. Tis well. Haste, haste, ye maidens (Iphis)
  • Air. Tune the soft melodious lute (Iphis)
  • Recitative. Heav'n smiles once more on his repentant people (Jephtha)
  • Air. His mighty arm, with sudden blow (Jephtha)
  • In glory high, in might serene (Chorus)