Harry ChristophersHandel: Samson

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 1. Overture. Andante - Adagio - Allegro - Menuetto

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 2. Recitative. This day, a solemn feast to Dagon held,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 3. Chorus. Awake the trumpet's lofty sound!

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 4. Air. Ye men of Gaza, hither bring

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 5. Chorus. Awake the trumpet's lofty sound!

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 6. Air. Loud as the thunder's awful voice,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 7. Air. Then free from sorrow, free from thrall,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 5. Chorus. Awak the trumpet's lofty sound!

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 8. Recitative. Why by an angel was my birth foretold,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 1. No. 9. Air. Torments alas! are not confin'd

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 2. No. 10. Recitative. O charge beyond report, thought, or belief!

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 2. No. 11. Air. O mirror of our fickle state!

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 2. No. 12. Recitative. Whom have I to complain of but myself,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 2. No. 13A. Air. Total eclipse! No sun, no moon,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 2. No. 13B. Recitative. Since light so necessary is to life,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 2. No. 14. Chorus. Oh first created beam! And thou great word

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 2. No. 15. Recitative. Ye see, my friends, how woes enclose me round

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 16. Recitative. Brethren and men of Dan, say, where is my son,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 17. Recitative. Oh miserable change! Is this the man,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 18. Recitative. Oh ever failing trust in mortal strength!

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 19. Air. God of our fathers, what is man?

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 20. Recitative. The good we wish for, often proves our bane,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 21. Air. Thy glorious deed inspir'd my tongue

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 22. Recitative. Justly these evils have befall'n thy son;

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 23. Recitative. My griefs for this

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 24. Air. Why does the God of Israel sleep?

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 25. Recitative. There lies our hope! True prophet may'st thou be,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 26. Chorus. Then shall they know, that he whose name

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 27. Recitative. For thee, my dearest son, must thou meanwhile / No. 28. Recitat

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 29. Air. Then long eternity shall greet your bliss

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57: Act 1. Scene 3. No. 30. Chorus. Then round about the starry throne

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 1. No. 31. Recitative. Despair not thus! You once were God's delight,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 1. No. 32. Air. Just are the ways of God to man,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 1. No. 33. Recitative. My evils hopeless are! One pray'r remains-

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 1. No. 34. Air. Return, oh God of hosts! Behold - No. 35. Chorus. To dust his glory th

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 2. No. 36. Recitative. But who is this, that so bedeck'd and gay

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 2. No. 37. Air. With plaintive notes and am'rous moan,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 2. No. 38. Recitative. Alas! Th'event was worse than I foresaw;

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 2. No. 39. Air. Your charms to ruin led the way,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 2. No. 40. Recitative. Forgive what's done, nor think of what's past cure

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 2. No. 41. Duet. My faith and truth, oh Samson, prove, - No. 42. Chorus. Her faith and

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 2. No. 43. Air. To fleeting pleasures make your court, - No. 42. Chorus. Her faith and

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 2. No. 44. Recitative. Ne'er think of that! I know thy warbling charms

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 2. No. 45. Duet. Traitor to love! I'll sue no more - Scene 3. No. 46. Recitative. She'

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 3. No. 47. Air. It is not virtue, valour, wit,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 3. No. 48. Recitative. Favour'd of Heaven is he, who finds one true,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 3. No. 49. Chorus. To man God's universal law

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 50. Recitative. No words of peace, no voice enchanting fear,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 51. Air. Honour and arms scorn such a foe

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 52. Recitative. Put on your arms,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 53. Air. My strength is from the living God

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 54. Recitative. With thee! A man condemn'd, a slave enroll'd,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 55. Duet. Go, baffled coward, go,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 56. Recitative. Here lie the proff- if Dagon be thy God,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 57. Chorus. Hear, Jacob's God, Jehovah, hear!

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 58. Recitative. Dagon, arise! Attend thy sacred feast!

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 59A. Air. To song and dance we give the day,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 59B. Chorus. To song and dance we give the day,

Samson, oratorio, HWV 57- Act 2. Scene 4. No. 60. Chorus. Fix'd in his everlasting seat,

Act 3 - More trouble is behind: for Harapha

Presuming slave, to move their wrath

Reflect then, Samson

With thunder arm'd, great God, arise!

Be of good courage

Thus when the sun from's wat'ry bed

With might endued above the sons of men

The Holy One of Israel be thy guide

Old Manoa with youthful steps

Great Dagon has subdued our foe

What noise of joy was that?

How willing my paternal love

Your hopes of his deliv'ry seem not vain

Noise call you this?

Where shall I run?

Ye sons of Israel, now lament

Proceed we hence

A Dead March

The body comes

Glorious hero, may the grave

Come, come!

Let the bright Seraphim in burning row