Words and music by John David
Arranged by Peter Knight
Conducted by Lucy Neary
Text:
You are the new day
I will love you more than me
And more than yesterday
If you can but prove to me
You are the new day
Send the sun in time for dawn
Let the birds all hail the morning
Love of life will urge me say
You are the new day
When I lay me down at night
Knowing we must pay
Thoughts occur that this night might
Stay yesterday
Thoughts that we as humans small
Could slow worlds and end it all
Lie around me where they fall
Before the new day
One more day when time is running out
For everyone
Like a breath I knew would come I reach for
The new day
Hope is my philosophy
Just needs days in which to be
Love of life means hope for me
Borne on a new day
You are the new day
Words and music by Thomas Morley
Conducted by Gerry Brenes
Text:
Now is the month of maying
When merry lads are playing
Fa la la la la
Each with his bonny lass
Upon the greeny grass
Fa la la la la
The Spring, clad all in gladness
Doth laugh at Winter's sadness
Fa la la la la
And to the bagpipe's sound,
The nymphs tread out their ground
Fa la la la la
Fie then! why sit we musing
Youth's sweet delight refusing?
Fa la la la la
Say, dainty nymphs, and speak
Shall we play barley break?
Fa la la la la
William Byrd
Text, anonymous
Conducted by Tom George
Text:
Lulla, lullaby, my sweet little baby.
What meanest thou to cry?
Lulla, lullaby, my sweet little baby.
Gerry Brenes*
Words by Emily Dickinson
Conducted by Gerry Brenes
Text:
A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period —
When March is scarcely here
A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.
It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope you know
It almost speaks to me.
Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay —
A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.
Kristin Gordon*
For Thomas
Words by Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks
Conducted by Kristin Gordon
Text:
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
There is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
The world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
Doesn't make any sense.
Out beyond ideas, there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
I will meet you there.
Johannes Brahms
Words by Georg Friederich Daumer
Translation:
O Lovely Night!
In the sky, magically, the moon shines in all its splendor;
around it, the pleasant company of little stars.
The dew glistens brightly on the green stem;
in the lilac bush, the nightingale sings lustily;
The youth steals away quietly to his love.
O lovely night!
-translation by Paine/Jeffers
Simon Wawer
Words by Joseph von Eichendorff
Melody by Cesar Bresgen
Conducted by Lucy Neary
Translation:
O you calm time,
Come, ever as we thought
far over the mountains,
over the mountains wide
Good night!
In the loneliness
it rustles us gently,
over the mountains wide
over the mountains far
good night!
Tom George*
Words by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Conducted by Tom George
Text:
Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee,
Whether the summer clothe the general earth
With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing
Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch
Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch
Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall
Heard only in the trances of the blast,
Or if the secret ministry of frost
Shall hang them up in silent icicles,
Quietly shining to the quiet Moon.
Randall Thompson
Words by Robert Frost
Conducted by Gerry Brenes
Text:
I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long.—You come too.
I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long.—You come too.
Gerald Finzi
Words by Robert Bridges
Conducted by Tom George
Text:
My spirit sang all day
O my joy.
Nothing my tongue could say,
Only My joy!
My heart an echo caught
O my joy
And spake,
Tell me thy thought,
Hide not thy joy.
My eyes gan peer around,
O my joy
What beauty hast thou found?
Shew us thy joy.
My jealous ears grew whist;
O my joy
Music from heaven is't,
Sent for our joy?
She also came and heard;
O my joy,
What, said she, is this word?
What is thy joy?
And I replied,
O see, O my joy,
'Tis thee, I cried, 'tis thee:
Thou art my joy.
Samuel S. Wesley
Words, Isaiah, chapter 26, verse 3
Conducted by Lucy Neary
Text:
Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace
whose mind is stayed on thee
The darkness is no darkness with thee,
but the night is as clear as the day.
The darkness and the light to thee are both alike.
God is light and with him is no darkness at all.
Oh let my soul live and it shall praise thee.
For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory,
for evermore.
Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace
whose mind is stayed on thee.
Stephen Paulus
Tune, Prospect, from Southern Harmony
Words by Michael Dennis Browne
Conducted by Lucy Neary
Text:
Tell me, where is the road
I can call my own,
That I left, that I lost
So long ago?
All these years I have wandered,
Oh when will I know
There’s a way, there’s a road
That will lead me home?
After wind, after rain,
When the dark is done,
As I wake from a dream
In the gold of day,
Through the air there’s a calling
From far away,
There’s a voice I can hear
That will lead me home.
Rise up, follow me,
Come away, is the call,
With the love in your heart
As the only song;
There is no such beauty
As where you belong;
Rise up, follow me,
I will lead you home.
Dan Forrest (ASCAP)
Words by Mark Twain (Samuel Langhorne Clemens)
and Robert Richardson
Conducted by Tom George
Text:
Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.
*Denotes a composition by a Nocturne singer.