From the tenebrae service for Holy Saturday, here is Victoria’s “Ecce Quomodo Moritur” sung by Harry Christophers and the Sixteen:
Ecce quomodo moritur iustus
et nemo percipit corde.
Viri iusti tolluntur
et nemo considerat.
A facie iniquitatis
sublatus est iustus
et erit in pace memoria eius:
in pace factus est locus eius
et in Sion habitatio eius
et erit in pace memoria eius.
Tamquam agnus coram tondente
se obmutuit et non aperuit
os suum de augustia, et de
iudicio sublatus est.
Behold how a just man dies,
and no one perceives in his heart.
Just men are taken away,
and no one considers it.
From the appearance of iniquity
the just man is taken away,
and his memory will be in peace:
His place is made in peace
and his habitation in Zion,
and his memory will be in peace.
Like a lamb before one sheering
him he becomes silent and does not open
his mouth from difficulty, and from
judgment he is taken away.
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