Vergib uns unsre Schuld

Nachts, wenn sich Sturmwind wild erhebt
Und Reue dir im Innren wacht,
Dann bebt dein Herz in dunkler Nacht
So schmerzlich wie's noch nie gebebt.

Du ringst, in tiefster Brust verzagt,
Umsonst nach Trost, umsonst nach Licht,
Weil durch den Sturm, noch lauter spricht
Dein eigen Herz, das dich verklagt.

Doch ob der Sturm auch schweigen mag
Und laue Luft dich lind umspült,
Wenn tiefe Reu' die Seele fühlt,
Bebt sie im Sturm an ruh'gem Tag.

Dann preisen Vöglein Gottes Huld
Und singen hell zu ihm empor,
Dir aber dröhnt ihr Sang ins Ohr
Wie herbe Klag' um deine Schuld.

Translation(s): ENG ENG

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Authorship

• by Peter Cornelius (1824 - 1874) [ author's text checked 1 time]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

• by Peter Cornelius (1824 - 1874), "Vergib uns unsre Schuld", op. 2 no. 6 (1854-5), from Vater unser: Neun geistliche Lieder, no. 6. [
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Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

• ENG English (John H. Campbell) , title 1: "Forgive us our sins", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• ENG English [singable] (James B. Robinson) , title 1: "Forgive us our trespasses", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Forgive us our trespasses

Night when the storm winds wildly roar
And deep remorse within thee wakes,
Trembles thy heart in deepest depths
As painfully it ere has quaked.

Despair doth fill thy deepest breast,
No comfort findest thee, nor light,
While loudly through the storm swept night,
Thy heart doth call in vain for rest.

Then though the storm winds die away
And placid waves about thee roll,
When deepest guilt thy soul doth feel,
Stormy still feels the tranquil day.

Then while the birds may sing God's grace
And voice their songs to Him on high,
Thy song still drones up on the ear
With harsh notes that reveal thy guilt.

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• a text in German (Deutsch) by Peter Cornelius (1824 - 1874)
• This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Peter Cornelius. Go to the text.

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