Panis quem ego dabo (Lupus Hellinck)

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  • (Posted 2022-12-27)  CPDL #72024:     
Editor: Simon Biazeck (submitted 2022-12-27).   Score information: A4, 8 pages, 311 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Transposed down a tone for S.A.T.B.
  • (Posted 2022-12-27)  CPDL #72023:     
Editor: Simon Biazeck (submitted 2022-12-27).   Score information: A4, 8 pages, 292 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Original pitch of S.A.T.B.

General Information

Title: Panis quem ego dabo
Composer: Lupus Hellinck
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredMotet

Language: Latin
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1532 in Motteti del Fiore primus liber cum quatuor vocibus (Jacques Moderne), no. 18
    2nd published: 1538 in Symphoniae iucundae atque adeo breves (Georg Rhau), no. 35
    3rd published: 1539 in Fior de mottetti primus liber cum quatuor vocibus (Antonio Gardano), no. 4
    4th published: 1555 in Evangelia dominicorum et festorum dierum tomus tertius (Berg & Neuber), no. 29
Description: Motet for the feast of Corpus Christi (also "Blessed Sacrament"). There is a parody mass by Palestrina.

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Original text and translations

Latin.png Latin text

Panis quem ego dabo, caro mea est pro mundi vita.
Litigabant ergo Iudaei ad invicem, dicentes:
Quomodo potest hic nobis carnem suam dare ad manducandum.

Locutus est populus ad Dominum:
Anima nostra nauseat super cibo isto levissimo.

English.png English translation

This bread is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world. (John 6:51b)
Then the Jews began to quarrel among themselves, saying,
“How can this man give us his flesh to eat?” (John 6:52b-53)

The people spoke to the Lord,
“Our soul grows sick over this light bread.” (Numbers 21:5)