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Andreas Hakenberger
(c.1574 - 1627)
Nigra sum sed formosa
(S.S.S.A.A.A.T.T.T.B.B.B.)
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From Harmonia Sacra, Frankfurt, 1617.
Lyrics: Song of Solomon 1: 4,5
Nigra sum sed formosa filiae Jerusalem, sicut tabernacula Cedar, sicut pelles Salomonis.
Nolite me considerare quod fusca sim, quia decoloravit me sol: filii matris meae pugnaverunt contra me; posuerunt me custodem in vineis.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards.
Nigra sum sed formosa filiae Jerusalem, sicut tabernacula Cedar, sicut pelles Salomonis.
Nolite me considerare quod fusca sim, quia decoloravit me sol: filii matris meae pugnaverunt contra me; posuerunt me custodem in vineis.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards.