Da Jakob (Cosmas Alder)

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• (Posted 2015-05-24)  CPDL #35525:       

Editor: John Hetland (submitted 2015-05-24).   Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 495 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: Source: Historical Anthology of Music, ed. Willi Apel, where it is attributed to Ludwig Senfl. The New Grove attributes it to Cosmas Alder. Translation, musica ficta and text underlay by John Hetland and The Renaissance Street Singers. 21 May 2003

• (Posted 2004-08-05)  CPDL #07718:      (Finale 2004)

Editor: Art Levine (submitted 2004-08-05).   Score information: Letter, 5 pages, 240 kB   Copyright: Personal

Edition notes: Five-voice arrangement: added Discantus 2 part.

General Information

Title: Da Jakob
Composer: Cosmas Alder
Source of Text: Genesis 37:33-35

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: ATTB
Genre: Sacred, Motet

Language: German
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1544 in Newe deudsche geistliche Gesenge, no. 120
Description: Jacob's grief on seeing the bloody robe Joseph's brothers bring to him. This work was originally attributed to Ludwig Senfl (see Kathleen Berg's book on Senfl, 'The Swiss Orpheus', published 2008, p. 139).

Original text and translations

German text Da Jakob nu das Kleid ansah, mit grossem Schmerzen er da sprach: O weh der grossen Not, mein lieber Sohn der ist tot: Die wilden Tier han ihn zerrissen, und sein Kleid mit den Zähnen zerbissen. O Joseph, mein lieber Sohn, wer will mich Alten trösten nun? Denn ich vor Leide muss ersterben und traurig fahren von dieser Erden.

English translation Now when Jacob saw the robe, With great sorrow he said: O sore the great distress, my beloved son is dead: a wild animal has torn him up, and his robe with its teeth chewed up. O Joseph, my beloved son, Who will comfort this old man now? For I in the face of sorrow must die and unhappy go from this world.

English translation When Jacob saw the cloak he said, in deep distress: Alas, has ever man known greater misery? My beloved son is dead! The wild animals have torn him limb from limb and devoured him. Oh Joseph, my dear son, who will now comfort me in my old age? For I must die of sorrow and leave this earth broken-hearted. Translation by Mick Swithinbank