| Song | Den Standert Lucifers |
| Artist | H.E.R.R. |
| Album | Vondel's Lucifer - First Movement |
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| [00:07.284] | Luciferians: |
| [00:07.284] | Alas! alas! where is our bliss departed? |
| [00:14.405] | Belzebub: |
| [00:14.405] | All goeth well: we gain increase. |
| [00:17.423] | In grief the Angels now assemble, |
| [00:20.162] | and in woe their heads they droop together. |
| [00:27.935] | What doth move you. Angel hosts, |
| [00:30.421] | with sighs and groans to mourn? |
| [00:34.870] | the bloom of happiness thus fade? |
| [00:37.620] | In peace all to possess that Spirit can wish from God, |
| [00:43.124] | the Giver—doth even this content you not? |
| [00:46.871] | Ye therefore stand in your own light. |
| [00:49.628] | And cherish mournfulness, |
| [00:51.625] | whose cause I can nor fathom nor discern. |
| [00:55.119] | Come, cease your groans, |
| [00:58.126] | Nor longer tear your standards and your robes without a cause; |
| [01:02.374] | but clear your clouded face |
| [01:03.630] | And darkened forehead with new radiance, |
| [01:08.622] | Your bitter moan doth mar |
| [01:10.368] | The rhythm of the celestial palace till |
| [01:12.868] | These vaults re-echo with your woe. |
| [01:16.622] | The wail of sorrow through the highest arches rolls. |
| [01:20.368] | From sphere to sphere: |
| [01:36.008] | Luciferians: |
| [01:36.008] | Chief Lord, |
| [01:37.031] | whose potent word unnumbered bands would call to arms, |
| [01:42.773] | thou comest most opportune |
| [01:46.273] | To soothe our misery and to prevent |
| [01:50.023] | By thy great power this threatened injury |
| [01:53.515] | And undeserved disgrace. |
| [01:56.769] | disgrace |
| [02:04.519] | Shall Gabriel |
| [02:05.714] | The sacred crown of the holy Angels place |
| [02:09.225] | On Adam's head: through Adam's son |
| [02:12.464] | and heir crush God's first-born? |
| [02:17.478] | 'Twere better far had we |
| [02:19.208] | Not been made ere the splendor-dazzling sun |
| [02:23.981] | His chariot mounted and in Heaven shone. |
| [02:30.961] | The Godhead chose in vain the Spirits as guards |
| [02:34.964] | Of these immobile courts, if thus He shall. |
| [02:39.468] | Against their vested Rights, Himself oppose; |
| [02:44.722] | Who guiltless to resistance are provoked |
| [02:48.709] | By dire impatience |
| [02:51.967] | dire impatience and necessity. |
| [02:58.519] | Belzebub: |
| [02:58.519] | Methinks that thou art wrong. O King of Lords, |
| [03:01.801] | 'Twere better to avert this. |
| [03:05.765] | Give no cause for mutiny or discord: |
| [03:08.504] | give no cause whereby Rebellion grows. |
| [03:11.761] | What remedy? |
| [03:13.009] | How reconcile you with the Majesty supreme? |
| [03:18.627] | Luciferians: |
| [03:18.627] | We were rejoicing here, |
| [03:20.624] | enraptured with the praise to God outpoured, |
| [03:24.886] | were bowing low in deep humility, |
| [03:29.128] | and worshipping 'Mid burning censers |
| [03:32.885] | with devotion flamed: |
| [03:35.126] | All-quivering with the rippling notes, |
| [03:38.620] | the Heavens, from choir to choir, |
| [03:41.127] | unto the sound gave ear— |
| [03:44.129] | Yea, melted slowly in delicious joy, |
| [03:48.876] | With song and harp enchanted— |
| [03:51.376] | when the trump Of Gabriel 'mid the rising harmony |
| [03:55.879] | Blew that decree, |
| [03:59.308] | and midst the glory fell |
| [04:01.802] | This sudden thunderbolt of night. |
| [04:04.553] | The youngest son was given The crown, |
| [04:07.552] | the sceptre, and the blessing, |
| [04:10.315] | While the eldest-born, |
| [04:12.057] | marked as a slave Remains. |
| [04:15.062] | That is the part obedience, |
| [04:17.303] | Devotion, love, and faithfulness receive From God's rich treasury, |
| [04:22.307] | that mourning brings; |
| [04:24.050] | That wrath enkindles, and thoughts of revenge, |
| [04:27.562] | Grown out of righteous hate, |
| [04:34.314] | Chief Lord, thou canst prevent our fall, |
| [04:38.811] | and by our charter yet preserve our Rights: |
| [04:43.055] | protect us by thy power. |
| [04:47.803] | We are prepared even now |
| [04:50.811] | To follow 'neath thy standard and command, |
| [04:55.815] | To be thy troops. |
| [05:01.803] | Lead on. 'Tis glorious |
| [05:05.056] | To battle for one's honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:10.316] | Lead on. |
| [05:15.555] | Lead on. 'Tis glorious |
| [05:18.559] | To battle for one's honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:24.051] | honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:29.243] | Lead on. 'Tis glorious |
| [05:32.250] | To battle for one's honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:37.754] | Lead on. |
| [05:42.759] | Lead on. 'Tis glorious |
| [05:45.746] | To battle for one's honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:51.496] | honor, crown, and Right. |
| [06:19.265] | Chorus: |
| [06:19.265] | Be still! be still! thou art by Michael spied. |
| [00:07.284] | Luciferians: |
| [00:07.284] | Alas! alas! where is our bliss departed? |
| [00:14.405] | Belzebub: |
| [00:14.405] | All goeth well: we gain increase. |
| [00:17.423] | In grief the Angels now assemble, |
| [00:20.162] | and in woe their heads they droop together. |
| [00:27.935] | What doth move you. Angel hosts, |
| [00:30.421] | with sighs and groans to mourn? |
| [00:34.870] | the bloom of happiness thus fade? |
| [00:37.620] | In peace all to possess that Spirit can wish from God, |
| [00:43.124] | the Giver doth even this content you not? |
| [00:46.871] | Ye therefore stand in your own light. |
| [00:49.628] | And cherish mournfulness, |
| [00:51.625] | whose cause I can nor fathom nor discern. |
| [00:55.119] | Come, cease your groans, |
| [00:58.126] | Nor longer tear your standards and your robes without a cause |
| [01:02.374] | but clear your clouded face |
| [01:03.630] | And darkened forehead with new radiance, |
| [01:08.622] | Your bitter moan doth mar |
| [01:10.368] | The rhythm of the celestial palace till |
| [01:12.868] | These vaults reecho with your woe. |
| [01:16.622] | The wail of sorrow through the highest arches rolls. |
| [01:20.368] | From sphere to sphere: |
| [01:36.008] | Luciferians: |
| [01:36.008] | Chief Lord, |
| [01:37.031] | whose potent word unnumbered bands would call to arms, |
| [01:42.773] | thou comest most opportune |
| [01:46.273] | To soothe our misery and to prevent |
| [01:50.023] | By thy great power this threatened injury |
| [01:53.515] | And undeserved disgrace. |
| [01:56.769] | disgrace |
| [02:04.519] | Shall Gabriel |
| [02:05.714] | The sacred crown of the holy Angels place |
| [02:09.225] | On Adam' s head: through Adam' s son |
| [02:12.464] | and heir crush God' s firstborn? |
| [02:17.478] | ' Twere better far had we |
| [02:19.208] | Not been made ere the splendordazzling sun |
| [02:23.981] | His chariot mounted and in Heaven shone. |
| [02:30.961] | The Godhead chose in vain the Spirits as guards |
| [02:34.964] | Of these immobile courts, if thus He shall. |
| [02:39.468] | Against their vested Rights, Himself oppose |
| [02:44.722] | Who guiltless to resistance are provoked |
| [02:48.709] | By dire impatience |
| [02:51.967] | dire impatience and necessity. |
| [02:58.519] | Belzebub: |
| [02:58.519] | Methinks that thou art wrong. O King of Lords, |
| [03:01.801] | ' Twere better to avert this. |
| [03:05.765] | Give no cause for mutiny or discord: |
| [03:08.504] | give no cause whereby Rebellion grows. |
| [03:11.761] | What remedy? |
| [03:13.009] | How reconcile you with the Majesty supreme? |
| [03:18.627] | Luciferians: |
| [03:18.627] | We were rejoicing here, |
| [03:20.624] | enraptured with the praise to God outpoured, |
| [03:24.886] | were bowing low in deep humility, |
| [03:29.128] | and worshipping ' Mid burning censers |
| [03:32.885] | with devotion flamed: |
| [03:35.126] | Allquivering with the rippling notes, |
| [03:38.620] | the Heavens, from choir to choir, |
| [03:41.127] | unto the sound gave ear |
| [03:44.129] | Yea, melted slowly in delicious joy, |
| [03:48.876] | With song and harp enchanted |
| [03:51.376] | when the trump Of Gabriel ' mid the rising harmony |
| [03:55.879] | Blew that decree, |
| [03:59.308] | and midst the glory fell |
| [04:01.802] | This sudden thunderbolt of night. |
| [04:04.553] | The youngest son was given The crown, |
| [04:07.552] | the sceptre, and the blessing, |
| [04:10.315] | While the eldestborn, |
| [04:12.057] | marked as a slave Remains. |
| [04:15.062] | That is the part obedience, |
| [04:17.303] | Devotion, love, and faithfulness receive From God' s rich treasury, |
| [04:22.307] | that mourning brings |
| [04:24.050] | That wrath enkindles, and thoughts of revenge, |
| [04:27.562] | Grown out of righteous hate, |
| [04:34.314] | Chief Lord, thou canst prevent our fall, |
| [04:38.811] | and by our charter yet preserve our Rights: |
| [04:43.055] | protect us by thy power. |
| [04:47.803] | We are prepared even now |
| [04:50.811] | To follow ' neath thy standard and command, |
| [04:55.815] | To be thy troops. |
| [05:01.803] | Lead on. ' Tis glorious |
| [05:05.056] | To battle for one' s honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:10.316] | Lead on. |
| [05:15.555] | Lead on. ' Tis glorious |
| [05:18.559] | To battle for one' s honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:24.051] | honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:29.243] | Lead on. ' Tis glorious |
| [05:32.250] | To battle for one' s honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:37.754] | Lead on. |
| [05:42.759] | Lead on. ' Tis glorious |
| [05:45.746] | To battle for one' s honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:51.496] | honor, crown, and Right. |
| [06:19.265] | Chorus: |
| [06:19.265] | Be still! be still! thou art by Michael spied. |
| [00:07.284] | Luciferians: |
| [00:07.284] | Alas! alas! where is our bliss departed? |
| [00:14.405] | Belzebub: |
| [00:14.405] | All goeth well: we gain increase. |
| [00:17.423] | In grief the Angels now assemble, |
| [00:20.162] | and in woe their heads they droop together. |
| [00:27.935] | What doth move you. Angel hosts, |
| [00:30.421] | with sighs and groans to mourn? |
| [00:34.870] | the bloom of happiness thus fade? |
| [00:37.620] | In peace all to possess that Spirit can wish from God, |
| [00:43.124] | the Giver doth even this content you not? |
| [00:46.871] | Ye therefore stand in your own light. |
| [00:49.628] | And cherish mournfulness, |
| [00:51.625] | whose cause I can nor fathom nor discern. |
| [00:55.119] | Come, cease your groans, |
| [00:58.126] | Nor longer tear your standards and your robes without a cause |
| [01:02.374] | but clear your clouded face |
| [01:03.630] | And darkened forehead with new radiance, |
| [01:08.622] | Your bitter moan doth mar |
| [01:10.368] | The rhythm of the celestial palace till |
| [01:12.868] | These vaults reecho with your woe. |
| [01:16.622] | The wail of sorrow through the highest arches rolls. |
| [01:20.368] | From sphere to sphere: |
| [01:36.008] | Luciferians: |
| [01:36.008] | Chief Lord, |
| [01:37.031] | whose potent word unnumbered bands would call to arms, |
| [01:42.773] | thou comest most opportune |
| [01:46.273] | To soothe our misery and to prevent |
| [01:50.023] | By thy great power this threatened injury |
| [01:53.515] | And undeserved disgrace. |
| [01:56.769] | disgrace |
| [02:04.519] | Shall Gabriel |
| [02:05.714] | The sacred crown of the holy Angels place |
| [02:09.225] | On Adam' s head: through Adam' s son |
| [02:12.464] | and heir crush God' s firstborn? |
| [02:17.478] | ' Twere better far had we |
| [02:19.208] | Not been made ere the splendordazzling sun |
| [02:23.981] | His chariot mounted and in Heaven shone. |
| [02:30.961] | The Godhead chose in vain the Spirits as guards |
| [02:34.964] | Of these immobile courts, if thus He shall. |
| [02:39.468] | Against their vested Rights, Himself oppose |
| [02:44.722] | Who guiltless to resistance are provoked |
| [02:48.709] | By dire impatience |
| [02:51.967] | dire impatience and necessity. |
| [02:58.519] | Belzebub: |
| [02:58.519] | Methinks that thou art wrong. O King of Lords, |
| [03:01.801] | ' Twere better to avert this. |
| [03:05.765] | Give no cause for mutiny or discord: |
| [03:08.504] | give no cause whereby Rebellion grows. |
| [03:11.761] | What remedy? |
| [03:13.009] | How reconcile you with the Majesty supreme? |
| [03:18.627] | Luciferians: |
| [03:18.627] | We were rejoicing here, |
| [03:20.624] | enraptured with the praise to God outpoured, |
| [03:24.886] | were bowing low in deep humility, |
| [03:29.128] | and worshipping ' Mid burning censers |
| [03:32.885] | with devotion flamed: |
| [03:35.126] | Allquivering with the rippling notes, |
| [03:38.620] | the Heavens, from choir to choir, |
| [03:41.127] | unto the sound gave ear |
| [03:44.129] | Yea, melted slowly in delicious joy, |
| [03:48.876] | With song and harp enchanted |
| [03:51.376] | when the trump Of Gabriel ' mid the rising harmony |
| [03:55.879] | Blew that decree, |
| [03:59.308] | and midst the glory fell |
| [04:01.802] | This sudden thunderbolt of night. |
| [04:04.553] | The youngest son was given The crown, |
| [04:07.552] | the sceptre, and the blessing, |
| [04:10.315] | While the eldestborn, |
| [04:12.057] | marked as a slave Remains. |
| [04:15.062] | That is the part obedience, |
| [04:17.303] | Devotion, love, and faithfulness receive From God' s rich treasury, |
| [04:22.307] | that mourning brings |
| [04:24.050] | That wrath enkindles, and thoughts of revenge, |
| [04:27.562] | Grown out of righteous hate, |
| [04:34.314] | Chief Lord, thou canst prevent our fall, |
| [04:38.811] | and by our charter yet preserve our Rights: |
| [04:43.055] | protect us by thy power. |
| [04:47.803] | We are prepared even now |
| [04:50.811] | To follow ' neath thy standard and command, |
| [04:55.815] | To be thy troops. |
| [05:01.803] | Lead on. ' Tis glorious |
| [05:05.056] | To battle for one' s honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:10.316] | Lead on. |
| [05:15.555] | Lead on. ' Tis glorious |
| [05:18.559] | To battle for one' s honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:24.051] | honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:29.243] | Lead on. ' Tis glorious |
| [05:32.250] | To battle for one' s honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:37.754] | Lead on. |
| [05:42.759] | Lead on. ' Tis glorious |
| [05:45.746] | To battle for one' s honor, crown, and Right. |
| [05:51.496] | honor, crown, and Right. |
| [06:19.265] | Chorus: |
| [06:19.265] | Be still! be still! thou art by Michael spied. |