Category Archives: Eastertide

Ready for church and to sing the praises of our God +

Ready for church + this 4th Sunday after Easter: “Cantate”. The table is set. The candles burning and BR Klassik is playing Hector Berlioz: “Messe solennelle” (Donna Brown, Sopran; Jean-Luc Viala, Tenor; Gilles Cachemaille, Bassbariton; Monteverdi Choir; Orchestre Revolutionnaire et … Continue reading

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Sing to the Lord a new song…

Sing to the Lord a new song, for he performs amazing deeds.His right hand and his mighty arm accomplish deliverance.The Lord demonstrates his power to deliver; in the sight of the nations he reveals his justice.He remains loyal and faithful to the family of … Continue reading

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In short: Apart from me, You can do nothing +

I am the Vine, you are the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit. John 15:5a Here Christ repeats His foregoing words almost verbatim. He wants to be sure to … Continue reading

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“Jubilate”: 3rd Sunday after Easter

Candles are burning, the table is set and we´re ready for church. The restrictions have been lifted so much, that we can celebrate publicly again and with all our members. That´s a wonderful “donum superadditum” (“überschüssige Zugabe”) over and above … Continue reading

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Martin Luther´s commentary on John 15:1-2

Our Lord Jesus Christ says: “I am the true Vine, and My Father is the Vinedresser. Every branch of Mine that bears no fruit He takes away, and every branch that does bear fruit He prunes, that it may bear … Continue reading

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Du bist meines Lebens Leben

Ein herrlicher Tag in Wittenberg. Der verhangene Himmel verspricht endlich Regen, aber es soll erst Montag soweit sein. Dabei könnten wir einen durchdringenden Dauerregen gut gebrauchen. Wir und der Wald, die Wiesen und die Felder. Herr, erbarme Dich über uns … Continue reading

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The pastor: An impossible figure?

Hermann Dietzfelbinger writes: “I was a pastor, ministering in a hospital. A patient said to me, “If you were a ditch digger, you’d have a more useful calling then you have now.” That was a long time ago, but I … Continue reading

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Misericordias Domini: The Lord is my Shepherd…

BR Klassik is on air with its weekly “Laudate”. Bernhard Buttmann is playing Johann Pachelbel´s “Aria Sebaldina” on the organ. These beautiful praises are all in line with this festive Eastertide – celebrating the resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ … Continue reading

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The Lord is my shepherd… (Psalm 23)

Learning German hymns by heart is way easier than memorizing Psalms – and not only because we´re stuck with Luther´s translation for good reasons and don´t have the endless choices of English speakers.  Psalms have irregular meters, don´t rhyme and … Continue reading

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Early in the morning – a nightingale in the woodlands

Another morning, another sunrise. Out on the Elbe flats – once again. Nights are getting shorter and you have to stay up longer or get up earlier to catch the elusive beasts of the night out in the open. I … Continue reading

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