Who spake by the Prophets.
And in one holy catholic and apostolic church.
I acknowledge one baptism
for the remission of sins.
And I look for the resurrection of
the dead
And the life of the world to come.
Amen.
Nicene Creed
Hubert Parry (1848-1918)
Songs of Farwell
Never weather-beaten sail more willing bent
to shore.
Never tired pilgrim's limbs affected slumber
more,
Than my wearied sprite now longs to fly out
of my troubled breast: O come quickly,
sweetest Lord, and take my soul to rest.
Ever blooming are the joys of Heaven's high
Paradise.
Cold age deafs not there our ears nor vapour
dims our eyes:
Glory there the sun outshines whose beams
the blessed only see: O come quickly, glorious
Lord, and raise my sprite to thee!
Thomas Campion (1567-1620)
At the round earth's imagined corners
blow your trumpets, angels
and arise from death
you numberless infinities of souls
and to your scattered bodies go!
All whom the flood did and fire shall overthrow
All whom war, death, age, agues, tyrannies,
despair, law, chance hath slain;
And you whose eyes shall behold God
And never taste death's woe,
But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a
space,
For, if above all these my sins abound,
'Tis late to ask abundance of Thy grace
When we are there.
Here on this lowly ground,
Teach me how to repent, for that's as
Good as if Thoud'st sealed my pardon with
Thy blood.
John Donne (1572-1631)
Anton Bruckner (1824-96)
Locus Iste
Locus iste a Deo factus est,
inaestimabile sacramentum,
irreprehensibilis est.
Choir of Christ’s College
Cambridge University
This place was made by God,
a priceless mystery;
it is without reproof.
Anonymous (Linz Austria, 1869)
Concert at First Parish Congregational
Church, Falmouth
July 8 2009
Os Justi
Os justi meditabitur sapientiam,
et lingua ejus loquetur judicium.
Lex Dei ejus in corde ipsius: et non supplantabuntur gressus ejus.
Alleluia.
The mouth of the righteous utters
wisdom,
and his tongue speaks what is just.
The law of his God is in his heart;
and his feet do not falter.
Alleluia
Psalm 37
RV Williams (1872-1958)
Linden Lea
Within the woodlands, flowery gladed,
By the oak tree's mossy moot,
The shining grass-blades, timber-shaded,
Now do quiver under foot;
And birds do whistle overhead,
And water's bubbling in its bed,
And there for me the apple tree
Do lean down low in Linden Lea.
When leaves that lately were a-springing
Now do fade within the copse,
And painted birds do hush their singing
Up upon the timber tops;
And brown-leaved fruit's a-turning red,
In cloudless sunshine, overhead,
With fruit for me, the apple tree
Do lean down low in Linden Lea.
Let other folk make money faster
In the air of dark-roomed towns,
I don't dread a peevish master;
Though no man do heed my frowns,
I be free to go abroad,
Or take again my homeward road
To where, for me, the apple tree
Do lean down low in Linden Lea.
William Barnes (1801-1886)
O Mistress Mine
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.
What is love? 'Tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies not plenty;
Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Conductor: Julian Black
Organist: Roxy Summerfield
Orlando Gibbons (1583-1625)
O clap your hands
Thomas Tallis (1505-1585)
Lamentations Part I
Hubert Parry (1848-1918)
I was glad
Toby Twining (1958-)
Eurydice’s letter
Benjamin Britten (1913-76)
Hymn to St Cecilia
-IntervalZoltán Kodály (1882-1967)
Missa Brevis
Introitus
Kyrie
Credo
Hubert Parry (1848-1918)
Songs of Farewell
Never weather-beaten sail
At the round earth's imagined corners
Anton Bruckner (1824-96)
Locus iste
Os justi
Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872-1958)
Linden Lea
O mistress mine
-A free-will offering will be taken-
Orlando Gibbons (1583-1625)
O clap your hands
O clap your hands together all ye people; O
sing unto God with the voice of melody.
For the Lord is high and to be
feared; He is the great King of all the earth.
He shall subdue the people under us, and the
nations under our feet.
He shall choose out an heritage for us, ev’n
the worship of Jacob, whom he loved.
God is gone up with a merry noise and
the Lord with the sound of the trumpet.
O sing praises, sing praises unto our God; O
sing praises, sing praises unto the Lord our
King.
For God is the King of all the earth: sing ye
praises with the understanding.
God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth
upon his holy seat.
For God, which is highly exalted, doth defend
the earth, as it were with a
shield.
Glory be to the Father: and to the Son, and
to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now and ever
shall be: world without end. Amen.
Psalm 47
Thomas Tallis (1505-1585)
Lamentations Part I
Incipit lamentatio Jeremiae prophetae:
ALEPH.
Quomode sedet sola civitas plena polulo:
facta est quasi vidua
domina gentium,
princeps provinciarum
facta est sub tributo.
BETH.
Plorans ploravit in nocte, et lacrimae eius in
maxillis eius:
non est qui conseletur eam, ex omnibus caris
eius:
omnes amici eius spreverunt eam, et facti
sunt ei imici.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, convertere ad Dominum Deum tuum.
Here begins the Lamentation of
Jeremiah the Prophet
ALEPH.
How lonely sits the city that was full
of people! How like a widow has she
become, she that was great among
the nations! She that was a princess
among the cities has become a
vassal.
BETH.
She weeps bitterly in the night,
tears on her cheeks; among all her
lovers she has none to comfort her;
all her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they have become
her enemies.
Jerusalem, return to the Lord thy
God.
Book of Lamentations
Hubert Parry (1848-1918)
I was glad
I was glad when they said unto me, We
will go into the house of the Lord.
Our feet shall stand in thy gates, O Jerusalem.
Jerusalem is builded as a city that is at
unity with itself.
O pray for the peace of Jerusalem; they
shall prosper that love thee.
Peace be within thy walls, and plenteousness
within thy palaces.
Psalm 122
Toby Twining (1958-)
Eurydice's Letter
Be gentle.
Be sure to comb his hair when it's wet.
Do not fail to notice that his face flushes
pink
Like a bride's when you kiss him.
Give him lots to eat
He forgets to eat and he gets cranky.
When he's sad,
Kiss his forehead and I will thank you.
Because he is a young prince
And his robes are too heavy on him
His crown falls down around his ears.
I'll give this letter to a worm
I hope he finds you.
Love, Eurydice.
Sarah Ruhl (1974-)
Benjamin Britten (1913-76)
Hymn to St Cecilia
In a garden shady this holy lady
With reverent cadence and subtle psalm,
Like a black swan as death came on
Poured forth her song in perfect calm:
And by ocean's margin this innocent virgin
Constructed an organ to enlarge her prayer,
And notes tremendous from her great engine
Thundered out on the Roman air.
Blonde Aphrodite rose up excited,
Moved to delight by the melody,
White as an orchid she rode quite naked
In an oyster shell on top of the sea;
At sounds so entrancing the angels dancing
came out of their trance into time again, And
around the wicked in Hell's abysses
The huge flame flickered and eased their
pain.
Blessed Cecilia, appear in visions
To all musicians, appear and inspire:
Translated Daughter, come down and startle
composing mortals with immortal fire.
I cannot grow; I have no shadow
To run away from, I only play.
I cannot err; There is no creature
Whom I belong to, Whom I could wrong.
I am defeat, When it knows it
Can now do nothing By suffering.
All you lived through, Dancing because you
No longer need it For any deed.
I shall never be different. Love me.
Blessed Cecilia, appear in visions
To all musicians, appear and inspire:
Translated Daughter, come down and startle
Composing mortals with immortal fire.
O ear whose creatures cannot wish to fall,
O calm of spaces unafraid of weight,
Where Sorrow is herself, forgetting all
The gaucheness of her adolescent state,
Where Hope within the altogether strange
From every outworn image is released,
And Dread born whole and normal like a
beast
Into a world of truths that never change:
Restore our fallen day; O re-arrange.
O dear white children casual as birds,
Playing among the ruined languages,
So small beside their large confusing words,
So gay against the greater silences
Of dreadful things you did: O hang the head,
Impetuous child with the tremendous brain,
O weep, child, weep, O weep away the stain,
Lost innocence who wished your lover dead,
Weep for the lives your wishes never led.
O cry created as the bow of sin
Is drawn across our trembling violin.
O weep, child, weep, O weep away the stain.
O law drummed out by hearts against the
still
Long winter of our intellectual will.
That what has been may never be again.
O flute that throbs with the thanksgiving
breath
Of convalescents on the shores of death.
O bless the freedom that you never chose.
O trumpets that unguarded children blow
About the fortress of their inner foe.
O wear your tribulation like a rose.
Blessed Cecilia, appear in visions
To all musicians, appear and inspire:
Translated Daughter, come down and startle
Composing mortals with immortal fire.
W H Auden (1907-1973)
Zoltán Kodály (1882-1967)
Missa Brevis
Kyrie eleison.
Christe eleison.
Kyrie eleison.
Lord have mercy.
Christ have mercy.
Lord have mercy.
The Ordinary of the Mass
Credo in unum Deum...
I believe in one God,
the Father almighty,
Maker of heaven and earth,
and of all things visible and invisible.
And in one Lord,
Jesus Christ,
Only begotten Son of God,
Begotten of his Father before all
worlds.
God of God, light of light,
Very God of very God.
Begotten, not made,
being of one substance with the
Father:
by whom all things were made.
Who for us men
and for our salvation
came down from heaven.
And was incarnate by the Holy
Ghost
of the Virgin Mary:
And was made man.
And was crucified also for us under
Pontius Pilate:
suffered, and was buried.
And the third day He rose again
according to the scriptures.
And ascended into heaven,
and sitteth at the right hand of the
Father
And He shall come again
with glory to judge the living and
the dead:
His kingdom shall have no end.
And I believe in the Holy Ghost,
Lord
and giver of life:
Who proceedeth from the Father
and Son.
Who with the Father and Son
together is worshipped and glorified: