Russian Kontakion

Must have All Souls on the brain. I remember singing this as a young choir girl (aged 7-18)

Give rest, O Christ, to thy servants with thy Saints,
where sorrow and pain are no more; neither sighing
but life everlasting.
Thou only art immortal, the Creator and Maker of man,
and we are mortal, formed of the earth
and unto earth we shall return.
For so thou didst ordain, when thou createdst me, saying:
Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.
All we go down to the dust, and, weeping o’er the grave,we make our song;
alleluya, alleluya, alleluya.

Our rector, a pacifist who was well into his late 70’s when I was a child had composed music for it, that we always sung at All Souls, Remembrance Day and later at his funeral.  I loved it as a child.  It was such a solemn piece to sing but full of hope.  It started off quietly and with low notes but soared to the heights by the time you got to the alleluias. Sublime!

Wonder if they are still singing it there to the same tune today?  They still have the same choir mistress I had 40 years ago!

Wonder if I am brave enough to sing it at All Saints patronal?


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One Response to Russian Kontakion

  1. Kathryn says:

    Why not do it for All Souls? Do you have a Requiem on Monday? It was during that last year that I suddenly “got” the theology of “yet weeping o’er the grave we make our song” – so wonderful and so true.
    And it’s so much better to REALLY sing it (I’ll have to say it on Monday, as it’s a said service…and know that there will be a missing dimension) Go on…do…

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