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The DWR Friday Baroque Choral Interlude – Hear My Prayer – Purcell
June 5, 2026 in Music | Tags: Anglican Choral Music, Baroque Music, Choral Music, DWR Friday Baroque Interlude, Evensong, Hear My Prayer O Lord, Henry Purcell, Psalm 102, Sacred Music, Westminster Abbey | by The Arbourist | Leave a comment
This week’s choral interlude stays close to the world of Evensong: quiet, formal, and inward, but with an intensity that gathers slowly until the room seems to tighten around the music. If Rheinberger’s Abendlied is the golden evening window of the choral tradition, Purcell’s Hear My Prayer, O Lord is the same room after the light has almost gone. It has that Evensong-adjacent stillness, but with more pressure in the harmony and less comfort in the air.
Henry Purcell’s Hear My Prayer, O Lord is a short sacred anthem, probably composed around 1682, near the beginning of his time as organist at Westminster Abbey. It sets a single line from Psalm 102 in the language of the Book of Common Prayer: “Hear my prayer, O Lord, and let my crying come unto thee.” The surviving piece is only 34 measures long and is written for eight vocal parts, but it feels much larger than its size. It may even have been intended as the beginning of a longer work, which would explain why it has the strange force of something both complete and unfinished.
The music works by accumulation. One voice begins with the plea, almost bare. Other voices enter, not as decoration, but as if more people are being drawn into the same act of asking. The text does not develop narratively because there is only one sentence. Instead, the drama is harmonic. Purcell stretches the word “crying” through suspensions and dissonances, delaying resolution until the prayer itself feels physically burdened.
That is why the rolling score is worth watching. In a piece like this, the emotion is not carried by big gestures or theatrical effects. It is in the entries, the held notes, the collisions, and the slow tightening of the harmony. You can see the music gathering pressure before you fully understand why you are feeling it.
Purcell does something remarkable here: he makes restraint feel almost unbearable. The anthem does not console quickly. It asks, waits, leans harder, and only then releases. For a piece built from one line of text, Hear My Prayer, O Lord leaves an unusually large silence behind it.


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