Concert Selections from our 2013 program
Sung Latin (Translation provided here:
Glory be to god on high and on earth, peace to men of good will.
We praise you, we bless you, we worship you,
we glorify you,
We thank you for your great glory,
Lord God, King of Heaven, Lord the all-powerful Father
Lord, the only-begotten son, Jesus Christ,
Lord God, lamb of God, Son of the Father
who takes away the sins of the world
have mercy on us
accept our prayer for forgiveness.
You who sits at the right hand of the Father
have mercy on us
For you alone are holy
you alone are Lord
you alone, Jesus Christ, with the Holy Spirit,
are most high in the glory of God the Father. Amen.
We're coming to the edge
Running on the water
Coming through the fog
Your sons and daughters
Let the river run
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation
Come, the New Jerusalem
Silver cities rise
The morning lights
The streets that meet them
And sirens call them on With a song
It's asking for the taking
Trembling, shaking
Oh, my heart is aching
We're coming to the edge
Running on the water
Coming through the fog
Your sons and daughters
Let the river run.
Soloist: Nicole Lamartine
It's been a long dark night
And I've been a waitin' for the morning
It's been a long hard fight
But I see a brand new day a dawning
I've been looking for the sunshine
You know I ain't seen it in so long
ut everything's gonna work out just fine
And everything's gonna be all right
That's been all wrong
'Cause I can see the light of a clear blue morning
I can see the light of a brand new day
I can see the light of a clear blue morning
Oh, and everything's gonna be all right
It's gonna be okay ...
Poem by Mattie Stepanek (July 17, 1990 – June 22, 2004) Music by Craig Hella Johnson
Echo of understanding,
Silhouette of courage,
Reflection of knowledge,
Oh, sighing breath of wisdom.
Spirit my life.
I live in the shadow of doubt,
I dwell in dark of unknown,
I wonder and wander in mere mortal moments,
my soul seeking solace and peace.
I pray for a world in such need.
I yearn for a world with real peace.
I praise and give thanks in the hope of tomorrow,
beyond days of my moments on earth.
Poetry by Pauline Barda
I love you night and day
As a star in the distant sky
And I mourn for this one thing alone
That to love, our lifetime was so short, so short
A long road to heaven's shining meadow
And never could I reach its end
But a longer road leads to your heart
Which to me seems distant as a star,
High above the arch of heaven bends
And light so clear is falling.
Like a flow'ring tree the world is blooming,
Overwhelmed, my heart both cries and laughs.
A long road.
Tu es Petrus by Robert Pearsall (1795-1856) Sung in Latin - Translation here:
Thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church.