University Chorale
William P. Carroll, conductor
Anne Lewis, accompanist
Assisted by:
Danny Buckner, Melodie Galloway, Jason Gottschalk,
Carolyn Hall, Jason Wright
Josh Alexander
John Bennett
Melissa Brobeck
Danny Buckner
Mary Lauren Burrell
Jack Callaham
Stephanie Carter
Jessica Cates
John Chappell
John Christian
Kellee Church
Meredith Covington
Nathan Crocker
Nathan Dellinger
Matt DiCamillo
Sara Dougherty
Stephen Durr
Jolene Flory
Stephanie Foley
Daphne Franklin
Melodie Galloway
Richard Gerrald
Jason Gottschalk
Hank Griffin
Anne Haatja
Carolyn Hall
Matthew Hayden
Summer Karagiozov
Lauren Keefe
Nate Kling
Matt Lawing
Anne Lewis
Ashley Lewis
Alex Lieberman
Stephanie Lilly
Michael Lindsay
Adrian Lipscomb
Dustin Lucas
Melanie Marsh
Amanda McLaughlin
Louisa Muller
Dustin Ousley
Aaron Phillips
Marva Pittman
Allison Ring
Sarah Roche
Rosemary Rohrman
Jeff Rutledge
Neal Sharpe
Jennifer Simpkins
Amy Smith
Josh Smith
Matt Stein
Rebecca Stevens
Jayme Updike
Jenny Watson
Jason Wright
Jennifer Wynn
University Chorale
William P. Carroll, conductor
Jason Gottschalk, guest conductor
Men’s Glee Club
Marc Ashley Foster, conductor
Women’s Glee Club
Kenney Potter, conductor
Sunday, March 21, 2004
3:30 pm
Recital Hall, School of Music
University Chorale
Vesperae solennes de Confessore, K. 339 Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
(1756-1791)
Dixit Dominus (Psalm 109)
Daphne Franklin, soprano
Melanie Marsh, alto
Dustin Ousley, tenor
Neal Sharpe, bass
The Lord said unto my Lord:
Sit at my right hand
until I make your enemies
your footstool.
The scepter of your power
the Lord shall send forth from Zion:
Rule thou in the midst of your enemies.
The power to rule is with you
on the day of your strength,
in the splendor of the holy ones:
I have begotten you from the womb
before the rising of the day-star.
The Lord has sworn an oath,
and will not repent of it:
You are a priest forever,
after the order of Melchisedech.
The Lord at your right hand
destroys kings on the day of his wrath;
He shall judge among the heathen;
he shall pile up ruins
and scatter skulls on many lands.
He shall drink of the torrent in his way;
therefore he shall lift up his head.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit.
As it was in the beginning, is now,
and ever shall be, world without end, Amen.
Laudate Dominum (Psalm 116)
Louisa Gabriele Muller, soprano
O praise the Lord, all ye nations;
praise him, all ye peoples.
For his loving kindness
has been bestowed upon us,
and the truth of the Lord
endures forever.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit.
As it was in the beginning, is now,
and ever shall be, world without end, Amen.
Women’s Glee Club
Kenney Potter, conductor
Heather Potter, assistant conductor
Paola Savvidou, accompanist
Lauren Alderman
Robin Allison
Amanda Badgett
Alice Bailey
Juliet Band
Sarah Bauman
Natalie Benfield
Winnie Boraski
Candice Burgin
Arloa Butler
Connie Chandler
Rosalyn Congdon
Kaitlin Connolly
Desiree Corbett
Meredith Covington
Teresa Critch-Gifillan
Sarabeth Culver
Hillary Davis
Emily Eddins
Dena Fauske
Ashley Flanagan
Katie Garrett
Rebecca Gillespie
Angela Grant
Heather Grigg
Kittie Hampton
Sarah Hendricks
Sarah Hotchkiss
Rachel Isenhour
Amanda Jackson
Lisa Jackson
Sarah Jedrey
Brittany Jennings
Ginger Jones
Joan Kleinmann
Suji Ko
Megan Latta
Deandrea Lewis
Sarah Lloyd
Niccolina Mann
Emily Materdo
Lauren Meeks
Valerie Meiss
Jamie Mollison
Rebecca Myers
Samantha Newton
Kristen Pallota
Elizabeth Parker
Christy Pulliam
Rachel Revilla
Meredith Roberts
Rachel Roberts
Sara Rowland
Stephenie Saunders
Paola Savvidou
Lacey Siva
Mary Beth Smith
Tricia Strickland
Sara Taylor
Salima Thomas
Stephanie Utt
Maria Vaughan
Robin Weldon
Ashley White
Bethany Wood
Chastity Wood
Katie Zickafoose
Refrain
Must Jesus bear the cross alone and all the world go free?
No, there’s a cross for everyone and there’s a cross for me.
Shout Hallelujah! Praise His Holy name!
Refrain
Holy Jesus, praise His name, Oh! Hallelujah!
Praise His Holy name!
Praise His name! Praise His Holy name!
Praise His name! Oh, oh, Praise His Holy name!
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Men’s Glee Club
Marc Ashley Foster, conductor
Harlan Zackery, accompanist
Dustin Ousley, Eric Poole, Jason Wright, Harlan Zackery, assistant conductors
John Alexander
Josh Alexander
Alex Bennett
John Bennett
Sam Carlin
Chad Carpenter
Andy Chen
John Christian
Chris Critcher
Jeff Danielson
Adrian Dellinger
Jon Douglas
Morris Dunn
James Easteppe
Jonathan Fabish
Drury Fulcher
Ben Garcia
Joe Gates
Logan Haggard
Matthew Hayden
Jeff Jones
Chris Juengel
Brian Kennedy
Jonathan Kuuskoski
Matt Lawing
Alex Lieberman
Michael Lindsay
Adrian Lipscomb
Matt Lovett
Geofrreu Montross
Dustin Ousley
Donny Owens
Eric Poole
Aaron Phillips
Nicholas Phillips
Timothy Rauscher
Lucas Ray
Allen Rogers
Travis Rolan
Neal Sharpe
Jayson Snipes
Brent Stephens
Gregory Stout
Christopher Swaim
John Taylor
Adam Thomas
Jason Wright
Harlan Zackery
Magnificat
Summer Karagiozov, soprano
Stephanie Foley, alto
Matthew Lawing, tenor
Matthew DiCamillo, bass
My soul magnifies the Lord.
And my spirit has rejoiced
in God my saviour.
For he has regarded the low estate
Of his handmaiden:
for behold, henceforth all generations
shall call me blessed,
For he who is mighty
has done great things to me;
and holy is his name.
And his mercy is on them
who fear him from generation to generation.
He has shown strength with his arm;
he has scattered the proud,
even the arrogant of heart.
He has deposed the mighty from their seats,
and exalted the humble.
The hungry he has filled with good things,
and the rich he has sent empty away.
He has helped his servant Israel,
In remembrance of his mercy.
As it was spoken to our fathers,
To Abraham and his seed forever.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit.
As it was in the beginning, is now,
and ever shall be, world without end, Amen.
Ben Hutchens and Katie Costello, violins
Meaghan Skogen, violoncello
Ginny Keast and Jonathan Woodbury, trumpets
Molly Roberts, bassoon
Anne Lewis, organ
The School of Music thanks Cynthia Shannon for the use of her positiv organ.
Conducting appearances by Jason Gottschalk, Kenney Potter and Marc Foster
are in partial fulfillment of the degree requirements for the
Doctor of Musical Arts degree in Choral Conducting
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The hall is equipped with a listening assistance system.
Patrons needing such assistance should contact an usher in the lobby.
Patrons are encouraged to take note of the exits located on all levels of
the auditorium. In an emergency, please use the nearest exit, which may
be behind you or different from the one through which you entered.
Men’s Glee Club
Die Nacht Franz Schubert
(1797-1828)
How beautiful you are friendly silence, heavenly rest!
See, the clear stars turn in their heavenly places and
Look down on us in silence from the blue expanse.
Silently the spring moves to the earth’s soft lap;
It crowns the silver spring with moss and the fields with flowers.
Adoramus te Christe Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina
(1525-1594)
We Adore you, O Christ, and we bless you.
For by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.
Tarantella Randall Thompson
(1899-1984)
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda?
Do you remember an Inn?
And the tedding and the spreading
Of the straw for a bedding,
And the fleas that tease in the High Pyrenees,
And the wine that tasted of the tar?
And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers
(Under the dark of the vine verandah)?
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda,
Do you remember an Inn?
And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers
Who hadn’t got a penny,
And who weren’t paying any,
And the hammer at the doors and the Din?
And the Hip! Hop! Hap!
Of the clap
Of the hands to the twirl and the swirl
Of the girl gone chancing,
Glancing,
Dancing,
Backing and advancing,
Snapping of the clapper to the spin
Out and in —
And the Ting, Tong, Tang of the guitar!
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda?
Do you remember an Inn?
Never more;
Miranda,
Never more.
Only the high peaks hoar:
And Aragon a torrent at the door.
No sound
In the walls of the halls where falls
The tread
Of the feet of the dead to the ground.
No sound:
Only the boom
Of the far Waterfall like Doom.
diu diu dang a arr. Shan-Hua Chien
(b. 1954)
A train races swiftly and enters a tunnel.
Inside the tunnel, water droplets falling
On the train car roof make a sound: “diu diu dang.”
As the train rapidly progresses, the “ho-ho” voices
Of the train whistle mix with the “diu diu dang” tune.
El Romantón arr. Miguel Astor
(b. 1958)
There are many young maids who like the beautiful shawl;
But when it’s time to pay for it, they hide from the seller.
There are also many young ladies who like to wear Chinese cloth;
But when it’s time to pay for it, they hide in the kitchen.
Enchanting woman, don’t just make conversation;
Either you give me the money, or I’ll take back the shawl.
There are many young men who like to be foppish;
And they confuse the Turks so that they can steal a cashmere.
Later you see these dandies around Caracas
wearing a frac;
But they haven’t noticed that the Turk is running after them.
There he goes, followed by the Turk.
There goes the young maid; there she goes!
And she is hiding because she does not want to pay!
Trés Cantos Nativos dos Indios Kraó arr. Marcos Leite
(b. 1953)
Robert Rocha, percussion
John Saw Duh Numbuh arr. André Thomas
(b. 1952)
O John saw duh numbah comin’ up on high.
John saw duh numbah dat no man could numbah,
John saw duh hundred and forty four thousan’;
Tell John not to call the roll till I git dere.
John saw duh numbah dat no man could numbah
Comin’ from the east, comin’ from the west,
Comin’ from the north, comin’ from the south
O John saw duh numbah comin’ up on high.
Men’s and Women’s Glee Clubs
Praise His Holy Name Keith Hampton
(b. 1957)
Refrain:
Sing ‘til the power of the Lord come down.
Shout Hallelujah! Praise His Holy name!
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me;
I once was lost, but now I’m found, was blind but now I see.
Jesus, Jesus, how I love Thee!
Shout Hallelujah! Praise His Holy name!
—continued
She Walks in Beauty Kenney Potter
(b. 1970)
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
Thou Didst Delight My Eyes Gerald Finzi
(1901-1956)
Thou didst delight my eyes:
Yet who am I? nor first
Nor last nor best, that durst
Once dream of thee for prize;
Nor this the only time
Thou shalt set love to rhyme.
Thou didst delight my ear:
Ah! Little praise; thy voice
Makes other hearts rejoice,
Makes all ears glad that hear;
And short my joy: but yet,
O song, do not forget.
For what wert thou to me?
How shall I say? The moon,
That pour’d her midnight noon
Upon this wrecking sea;
A sail that for a day
Has cheer’d the castaway.
Brothers, Sing On Edvard Grieg
(1843-1907)
Come and let our swelling song Mount like the whirling wind,
As it meets our singing throng, So blithe of heart and mind.
Care and sorrow now be gone, Brothers in song, sing on!
Youth is a wand’ring troubadour, Sailing the singing breeze,
Wooing a maid on a distant shore, Over the tossing seas;
Steering by the stars above, His vessel a song of Love.
Brothers in song, sing on!
Errant minstrels, thus we greet you, List to our voices strong,
With glad and open hearts we meet you In our festival of song.
Care and sorrow now be gone, Brothers in song, sing on!
O, My Luve’s Like a Red, Red Rose arr. René Clausen
(b. 1953)
O, my luve is like a red, red rose,
that's newly sprung in June.
O, my luve is like a melody,
that's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair thou art, my bonnie lass,
so deep in love am I,
And I will love thee still, my dear,
till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
and the rocks melt wi' the sun!
And I will love thee still, my dear,
while the sands of life shall run.
And fare the weel, my only luve!
And fare the well awhile!
And I will come again, my luve.
Tho it were ten thousand mile!
Chris Jusell, violin
Joel Wenger, violoncello
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Women’s Glee Club
Frohlocket nun, erhebet hoch Johann Schein
(1586-1630)
Exult you now, raise to the skies your hands, O every nation,
For joy is come, let songs arise, praise God with jubilation.
For Christ the Lord has nobly warred those who have besought him.
The evil one, He has undone, and to his knees has brought him. Alleluja!
He has his race to carry out from wondrous birth to dying,
And as he triumphs, let us shout, with sounds of brass replying.
Let us rejoice with hearty voice to praise our King of Glory.
The world around, the praise we sound will never tell all the story. Alleluja!
Herbstlied Felix Mendelssohn
(1809-1847)
Ah, why so soon cease dancing and singing,
Why change springtime to wintertide?
Ah, why so soon, where laughter was ringing,
Do all so silent and still abide?
Soon will the last sweet echo be dying,
Soon will the last sweet songster be flying,
Soon will the last green leaf fall down.
All of them will fall.
Ah, why so soon cease dancing and singing,
Why change joy to pining and pain?
Were ye a dream, from earth lightly winging,
Charming as Spring, ye love thoughts vain?
One thing, there is that will never leave me,
It is my yearning, ‘twill ever remain!
She Walks in Beauty Kenney Potter
(b. 1970)
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
Thou Didst Delight My Eyes Gerald Finzi
(1901-1956)
Thou didst delight my eyes:
Yet who am I? nor first
Nor last nor best, that durst
Once dream of thee for prize;
Nor this the only time
Thou shalt set love to rhyme.
Thou didst delight my ear:
Ah! Little praise; thy voice
Makes other hearts rejoice,
Makes all ears glad that hear;
And short my joy: but yet,
O song, do not forget.
For what wert thou to me?
How shall I say? The moon,
That pour’d her midnight noon
Upon this wrecking sea;
A sail that for a day
Has cheer’d the castaway.
Brothers, Sing On Edvard Grieg
(1843-1907)
Come and let our swelling song Mount like the whirling wind,
As it meets our singing throng, So blithe of heart and mind.
Care and sorrow now be gone, Brothers in song, sing on!
Youth is a wand’ring troubadour, Sailing the singing breeze,
Wooing a maid on a distant shore, Over the tossing seas;
Steering by the stars above, His vessel a song of Love.
Brothers in song, sing on!
Errant minstrels, thus we greet you, List to our voices strong,
With glad and open hearts we meet you In our festival of song.
Care and sorrow now be gone, Brothers in song, sing on!
O, My Luve’s Like a Red, Red Rose arr. René Clausen
(b. 1953)
O, my luve is like a red, red rose,
that's newly sprung in June.
O, my luve is like a melody,
that's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair thou art, my bonnie lass,
so deep in love am I,
And I will love thee still, my dear,
till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
and the rocks melt wi' the sun!
And I will love thee still, my dear,
while the sands of life shall run.
And fare the weel, my only luve!
And fare the well awhile!
And I will come again, my luve.
Tho it were ten thousand mile!
Chris Jusell, violin
Joel Wenger, violoncello
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Women’s Glee Club
Frohlocket nun, erhebet hoch Johann Schein
(1586-1630)
Exult you now, raise to the skies your hands, O every nation,
For joy is come, let songs arise, praise God with jubilation.
For Christ the Lord has nobly warred those who have besought him.
The evil one, He has undone, and to his knees has brought him. Alleluja!
He has his race to carry out from wondrous birth to dying,
And as he triumphs, let us shout, with sounds of brass replying.
Let us rejoice with hearty voice to praise our King of Glory.
The world around, the praise we sound will never tell all the story. Alleluja!
Herbstlied Felix Mendelssohn
(1809-1847)
Ah, why so soon cease dancing and singing,
Why change springtime to wintertide?
Ah, why so soon, where laughter was ringing,
Do all so silent and still abide?
Soon will the last sweet echo be dying,
Soon will the last sweet songster be flying,
Soon will the last green leaf fall down.
All of them will fall.
Ah, why so soon cease dancing and singing,
Why change joy to pining and pain?
Were ye a dream, from earth lightly winging,
Charming as Spring, ye love thoughts vain?
One thing, there is that will never leave me,
It is my yearning, ‘twill ever remain!
