Georg Friederich Handel: Chorus ‘How dark , o Lord, are Thy decrees’, from the oratorio Jephtha (completed 1751) HWV 70

George Frideric Handel

born 5 March 1685 in Halle (Saale),
died 14 April 1759 in London

First performance of the oratorio Jephta:

26 February 1752 at the Theatre Royal in Covent Garden

 

With the oratorio, religious music emancipated itself from the liturgy in the 17th century and made a new appearance in the emerging concert hall. Oratorios - the word comes from orare (to pray) - were originally invented in Rome (see, for example, the oratorios by Giacomo Carissimi) because operas were not allowed to be performed in the Papal States during Lent. Handel discovered the form of the oratorio in Rome and later transferred it to England, where he developed it to mastery at a time when his operas were no longer successful or profitable in London.

Jephta is Handel's last oratorio, composed in 1751, and tells the biblical story from the Book of Judges (11:30-40), in which Jephta (Jiftach) finds himself in a tragic situation because he had promised to sacrifice the first living creature he met after the victorious battle to God. It was his daughter. A cruel and tragic story that goes back to the original myth of the sacrifice of firstborns and thus slipped into the Bible.

Handel went blind in 1751, like J.S. Bach a year earlier. Handel combines his tragic situation of going blind with this biblical tragedy, especially in this chorus ‘How dark’ from Act 2 of the oratorio.
It is not a pious prayer at the end of the act, it ends with a resigned final moral, which, however, is so musically self-conjuring that one doubts whether this resigned consolation is coherent. As if someone is trying to convince themselves of something, the phrase ‘What ever is, is right’ is repeated over and over again. It is a situation in which the view of God and of a successful life is obscured.

Listen here (approx. 8 minutes)!


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The funeral march-like opening in C minor is followed by resigned entries from the choral voices: ‘How dark...’!
Over a tragic rhythm, the choir seems to accept the situation in dark homophonic unity.

Canonical entries of the choral voices one after the other: it is the experience of many to be subject to the sequences of nature.

Without a firm musical foundation, a fugue begins whose entries follow each other deterministically, so to speak. The motif ‘no certain bliss - no solid peace’ is repeated insistently and almost accusingly. The music becomes an expression of the ‘human condition’ and the finiteness of mankind.

Enlightenment philosophy has a maxim that demands stoic endurance: ‘Whatever is, is right’. It is solemnly proclaimed. Repeated once again. Memorised, so to speak. But the underlying despair and accusation remains.

How dark, o Lord, are Thy decrees! 
All hid from mortal sight!



All our joys to sorrow turning.
And our triumphs into mourning 
As the night succeeds the day.

No certain bliss, 
No solid peace, 
We mortals know
On earth below.


Yet on this maxim still obey: 
Whatever is, is right.

 

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