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==Original text and translations==
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{{Translation|English}}
''Translation supplied by [[User:Mick Swithinbank|Mick Swithinbank]]''

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De Profundis (Josquin: one setting has verses 1-8 of Psalm 130 (Vulgate 129), the other verses 1-9)

De profundis clamavi ad te, Domine: Domine, exaudi vocem meam. Fiant aures tuae intendentes: in vocem deprecationis meae. Si iniquitates observaveris, Domine: qui sustinebit? Quia apud te propitiatio est: et propter legem tuam sustinuite, Domine. Sustinuit anima mea in verbo ejus, speravit anima mea in Domino, a custodia matutina usque ad noctem. Speret Israel in Domino. Quia apud Dominum misericordia et copiosa apud eum redemptio. Et ipse redimet Israel ex omnibus iniquitatibus ejus. Gloria Patri etc.


1  Out of the depths I have cried to thee, O Lord:

2  Lord, hear my voice. Let thy ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication.

3  If thou, O Lord, wilt mark iniquities: Lord, who shall stand it.

4  For with thee there is merciful forgiveness: and by reason of thy law, I have waited for thee, O Lord. My soul hath relied on his word:

5  my soul hath hoped in the Lord.

6  From the morning watch even until night, let Israel hope in the Lord.

7  Because with the Lord there is mercy: and with him plentiful redemption.

8  And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities. Glory be to the Father, etc.

(Douay-Rheims Bible translation)

NOTFOUND: Qualis est dilectus (John Forest, early 15th century) (a 3)

NOTFOUND: Score not found on cpdl.org. Vaarky 18:21, 22 July 2008 (PDT)

Qualis est dilectus tuus ex dilectis, o pulcherrima mulierum?
Amicus meus candidus et rubicundus, electus ex milibus.

Unidentified speaker: What manner of one is thy beloved more than another, O thou most beautiful among women? Bride: My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.

NOTFOUND: Hortus conclusus (Rodrigo Ceballos, 1530-1581) (a 4)

NOTFOUND: Score not found on cpdl.org. There is an open request for this score at http://www.cpdl.org/wiki/index.php/Requests:Hortus_conclusus_(Rodrigo_de_Ceballos) Vaarky 18:27, 22 July 2008 (PDT)

Hortus conclusus soror mea, sponsa mea, hortus conclusus et fons signatus. Aperi mihi, o soror mea, amica mea, columba mea, immaculata mea. Surge, propera amica mea, et veni. Veni, speciosa mea, ostende mihi faciem tuam. Favus distillans labia tua; mel et lac sub lingua tua. Veni sponsa mea, veni coronaberis.

Bridegroom: A garden enclosed is my sister, my bride, a garden enclosed and a fountain sealed. Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled. Arise my love and come. Come my fair one, let me see thy face. Thy lips are as a honeycomb; honey and milk are under thy tongue. Come, my bride, come, thou shalt be crowned.

DONE: Heth, cogitavit Dominus (Brumel)

DONE: Translation and link to text already appears on page for this score. Vaarky 18:26, 22 July 2008 (PDT)

Heth: cogitavit Dominus dissipare murum
filiae Sion, tetendit funiculum suum,
et non avertit manum suam a perditione;
luxitque ante murale et murus pariter dissipatus est.
Caph: defecerunt prae lacrimis oculi mei,
conturbata sunt viscera mei, effusum est in terra
jecur meum super contritione filiae populi mei
cum deficerunt parvulus et lactens in plateis oppidi.
Jerusalem, convertere ad Dominum Deum tuum.

The Lord was minded to bring down in ruins
the walls of the daughter of Zion;
he took their measure with his line
and did not scruple to demolish her;
he made rampart and wall lament, and
both together lay dejected.
My eyes are blinded with tears,
my bowels writhe in anguish.
In my bitterness my bile is spilt on the earth.
The daughters of my people and the sucking child
faint away in the streets of the town.
Jerusalem, turn again to the Lord your God.