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CALENDAR SONGS

(High Voice & Piano)

Complete

I MEANT TO DO MY WORK TODAY

I meant to do my work today—
   But a brown bird sang in the apple tree,
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
   And all the leaves were calling me. 

And the wind went sighing over the land,
   Tossing the grasses to and fro,
And a rainbow held out its shining hand—
   So what could I do but laugh and go?
   
                             - Richard Le Gallienne (1892)

SUMMER WIND

It is a sultry day; the sun has drunk
The dew that lay upon the morning grass;
There is no rustling in the lofty elm
That canopies my dwelling, and its shade
Scarce cools me. All is silent, save the faint
And interrupted murmur of the bee,
Settling on the sick flow-ers, and then again
Instantly on the wing. The plants around
Feel the too potent fervors: the tall maize
Rolls up its long green leaves; the clover droops
Its tender foliage, and declines its blooms.
But far in the fierce sunshine tower the hills,
With all their growth of woods, silent and stern,
As if the scorching heat and dazzling light
Were but an element they loved. Bright clouds,
Motionless pillars of the brazen heaven–
Their bases on the mountains– their white tops
Shining in the far ether– fire the air
With a reflected radiance, and make turn
The gazer’s eye away. For me, I lie
Languidly in the shade, where the thick turf,
Yet virgin from the kisses of the sun,
Retains some freshness, and I woo the wind_
That still delays his coming. Why so slow,
Gentle and voluble spirit of_ the air?
Oh, come and breathe_ upon_ the fainting earth_
Coolness and life! Is it that in his caves
He hears me? See, on yonder woody ridge,
The pine is bending his proud top, and now
Among the nearer groves, chestnut and oak
Are tossing their green boughs about. He_ comes;
Lo, where the grassy meadow runs in waves!
The deep distressful silence of the scene
Breaks up with mingling of unnumbered sounds
And universal motion. He is come,
Shak-ing a shower of blossoms from the shrubs,
And bearing on their fragrance; and he brings
Music of birds, and rustling of young boughs,
And sound of swaying branches, and the voice
Of distant waterfalls. All the green herbs
Are stirring in his breath; a thousand flowers,
By the road-side and the borders of the brook,
Nod gayly to each other; glossy leaves
Are twinkling in the sun, as if the dew
Were on them yet, and silver waters break
Into small waves and sparkle as he comes.
                         --WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT (1794-1878)

SEPTEMBER

The sultry sum-mer past, Septem-ber comes,
Soft twilight of the slow declining year.
All mildness, soothing loneliness, and peace;
The fading season ere the falling come,
More sober than the bux-om, blooming May,
And therefore less the favourite of the world,
But dearest month_ of all to pen-sive minds,
T'is now far spent; and the meridian sun,
Most sweetly smiling with attemper'd beams,
Sheds gently down a mild_ and grateful warmth.
Beneath its yellow lustre, groves and woods,
Checker'd by one night's frost with various hues,
While yet no wind has swept a leaf away,
Shine doubly rich. It were a sad delight
Down the smooth stream to glide, and see it tinged
Upon each brink with all the gorgeous hues,
The yellow, red or purple of the trees
That singly, or in tufts, or forests thick
Adorn the shores; to see, perhaps, the side
Of some high mount reflected far below,
With its bright colours, intermix'd with spots
Of darker green. Yes, it were sweetly sad
To wander in the open fields, and hear,
E'en at this hour, the noonday hardly past,
The lulling insects of the summer's night;
To hear, where late-ly buzzing swarms were heard,
A lonely bee long rov-ing here and there
To find a single flower, but all in vain;
Then rising quick, and with a louder hum,
In widening circles round and round his head,
Straight by the listener flying clear away,
As if to bid the fields a last adieu;

[The sultry sum-mer past, Septem-ber comes,
Soft twilight of the slow declining year.]
To hear, within the woodland's sunny side
Late full of music, nothing save, perhaps,
The sound of nutshells, by the squirrel dropp'd
From some tall beech, fast fall-ing through the leaves.
[The sultry sum-mer past, September comes]
                               - CARLOS WILCOX (1794-1827)

IN THE BLEAK MIDWINTER

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.

Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

Enough for Him, whom cherubim, worship night and day,
Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels fall before,
The ox and ass and camel which adore.

Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
But His mother only, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the beloved with a kiss.

What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.
                              - CHRISTINA ROSSETTI (1872)

DUO FOR BASSOONS Score

ELEGIES IN D MINOR for Mixed Voices, Piano & Obbligato Violin or Flute Piano-Vocal Score & Obbligato Flute/Violin Part

1. FOR MATTHEW (in memory of Matthew Shepard)

For Matthew (Lament & Prayer)
     
Lament
Wyoming stars in silent horror cried
as Satan's fists struck hard again,
then crucified God's gentle child.

And there the weeping night in disbelief beheld
a broken boy's despair: chilled bones, alone,
barefoot and bleeding, swaddled in an icy 
     shroud
distilled and crystallized from autumn's tears.

O hear the first bird's cry
and feel the breaking of his heart
to realize his mother's grief.

Prayer
Why own this fear? Our silence multiplies,
condemning us complicit in his pain,
complacency our guilty wile.

Now pray his suffering might our apathy dispel;
let hopeful deeds amend and help atone.
No hateful shouts of rage--but let us call 
     aloud
for justice, truth, and love, from sorrow's haze.

O hear the first bird's cry
and heed the waking in our hearts
lest death be vain. Rest, Matthew. Peace.

©1998, Ed Lein

Solo Version (High Voice)

2. ASTRONOMY (Song for Maureen)

    Astronomy (Song for Maureen)
There's Jupiter ...
It's like five million miles away,
but textbooks never mention "up"
--I guess 'cause everything is relative.
        I'll bet it's lonely there.
        I know it's lonely here
  without her.
I'm wondering,
     how far away is heaven?
Some say it's just beyond those stars...
--I guess a song won't have the answer,
        but I bet it's lovely there.
        I know it's lonely here.
And if home is where the heart is,
well, then mine's beyond those stars,
a million broken pieces
                  out of reach.
I'm wondering
     if there's a God in heaven,
and can He turn this night to dawn?
I know a song can't hold the answer,
        but she won't be lonely there.
        But god, it's lonely here ...
And if home is where the heart is,
well, then mine's beyond those stars,
a million broken pieces
                  out of reach.
Now I'm wondering,
     how far away is heaven?
Some say it's just beyond those stars.
I know a song can't hold the answer,
        but you won't be lonely there.
        God knows, it's lonely here,
        so lonely. It's lonely here
  without you.
                           ©2005, Ed Lein

- - Original ballad version, with synthesized accompaniment

    Astronomy (Song for Maureen)
There's Jupiter ...
It's like five million miles away,
but textbooks never mention "up"
--I guess 'cause everything is relative.
        I'll bet it's lonely there.
        I know it's lonely here
  without her.
I'm wondering,
     how far away is heaven?
Some say it's just beyond those stars...
--I guess a song won't have the answer,
        but I bet it's lovely there.
        I know it's lonely here.
And if home is where the heart is,
well, then mine's beyond those stars,
a million broken pieces
                  out of reach.
I'm wondering
     if there's a God in heaven,
and can He turn this night to dawn?
I know a song can't hold the answer,
        but she won't be lonely there.
        But god, it's lonely here ...
And if home is where the heart is,
well, then mine's beyond those stars,
a million broken pieces
                  out of reach.
Now I'm wondering,
     how far away is heaven?
Some say it's just beyond those stars.
I know a song can't hold the answer,
        but you won't be lonely there.
        God knows, it's lonely here,
        so lonely. It's lonely here
  without you.
                           ©2005, Ed Lein

(Anita Gittings,soprano; Eric Olson, oboe; Kayo Ishimaru, harp; Andrew Clarke, organ)

3. PIE JESU (to Mother)(Original version from Missa pro defunctis)

Carolyn Snyder-Menke, soprano; Gia Sastre, flute; Denise Wright, piano

3. PIE JESU (Version for Soprano solo with Piano & Flute or Oboe) Score & Part

FANFARE FOR OBOE & VIOLA (Eric Olson, oboe & Ellen Olson, viola) Score
FANFARE & SOUPÇON SERENADE FOR CLARINET CHOIR
- Fanfare for Clarinet Choir Score (Concert Pitch) Score & Parts
- Soupçon Serenade Score (Concert Pitch)Score & Parts
- Fanfare for Clarinet Choir
- Soupçon Serenade

GOOD SHEPHERD SUITE: for Orchestra (Original Hymn Settings from Sunday Morning)

Come, My Soul (Prelude & Call to Worship)

Come, my soul, thou must be waking;
Now is breaking o'er the earth another day;
Come to Him who made this splendor;
See thou render all thy feeble strength can pay.

Gladly hail the sun returning;
Ready burning be the incense of thy powers;
For the night is safely ended;
God hath tended with His care thy helpless hours.

Pray that He may prosper ever
Each endeavor, when thine aim is good and true;
But that He may ever thwart thee,
And convert thee, When thou evil wouldst pursue.

Mayest thou on life's last morrow,
Free from sorrow pass away in slumber sweet;
And, released from death's dark sadness
Rise in gladness, that far brighter sun to greet.

Only God's free gifts abuse not,
Light refuse not, but His Spirit's voice obey;
Thou with Him shalt dwell, beholding
Light enfolding all things in unclouded day.

TEXT: Friedrich Rudolph Ludwig von Canitz (1655-1699); 
tr. Henry J. Buckoll, alt.

Open Organ-Vocal Score

Lead Us, Good Shepherd: Hymn on an original text

♪Intro. // 1. We come before you, Lord,
  Your praises singing;
We come to hear Your word:
  Hear our thanksgiving.
Enter our hearts we pray;
Our fears and faults allay,
And lead us night and day,
Lead us, Good Shepherd.
2. Come, Lord of Time and Earth,
  Keep us from judging;
Help us see others' worth
  Without begrudging. 
Lord, help us put aside
Our selfishness and pride, 
And ever be our guide,
Lead us, Good Shepherd
3. Savior of Age and Youth
  In every nation,
Bind now all hearts in truth,
  Love, and compassion.
Teach us to shun offense,
Free us from arrogance,
Lead us to tolerance,
Lead us, Dear Shepherd. 
4. We kneel before you, Lord,
  Our sins confessing;
We now implore you, Lord,
  Grant us your blessing.
You are our Sole Defense;
Restore our innocence
Through your benevolence,
Merciful Shepherd.
5. Ever be with us, Lord,      
  Our souls embracing.      
Savior, by us adored,       
  Our sins erasing:         
Guide and protect, we pray, 
Those here and those away   
Who follow, night and day,  
You, Loving Shepherd.       
 
©1997, E. Lein

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Savior, Like a Shepherd Lead Us

 Savior, like a shepherd lead us,
Much we need Thy tender care;
In Thy pleasant pastures feed us,
For our use Thy folds prepare:
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast bought us, 
     Thine we are; 
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast bought us, 
     Thine we are.

Thou hast promised to receive us,
Poor and sinful though we be;
Thou hast mercy to relieve us,
Grace to cleanse a pow'r to free:
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
     early let us turn to Thee;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
     early let us turn to Thee.
     
[♪Transition]

Early let us seek Thy favor,
Early let us do Thy will.
Blessed Lord and only Savior,
With Thy love our sore hearts fill.
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
  Thou hast loved us, love us still;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
  Thou hast loved us, love us still.

--TEXT: Dorothy A. Thrupp, 1836

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Break Thou the Bread of Life

♪Introduction

Break Thou the Bread of Life,
  Dear Lord, to me,
As Thou didst break the loaves
  Beside the sea;
Beyond the sacred page
  I seek Thee, Lord;
My spirit pants for Thee,
  O Living Word.

♪Interlude

Bless Thou the truth, dear Lord,
  Now unto me,
As Thou didst bless the bread
  By Galilee;
Then shall all bondage cease,
  All fetters fall,
And I shall find my peace,
  My All in all.
  
              --Mary A. Lathbury, 1887, alt.

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O Thou, Who Makest Souls to Shine

♪Introduction 
 
O_ Thou Who makest souls to shine
With light from brighter worlds above,
Now_ send Thy glistening dew divine
On_ all who seek a Savior's love.

Do_ Thou Thy benediction give
On all who pray Thy Truth to learn,
That_ all Thy Church may holier live,
And_ every lamp more brightly burn.

♪Interlude/transition

O_ Saving Shepherd, bless Thy sheep,
With Father and Spirit, One in Three,
One_ in Thy loving watch and keep,
On_ earth, and through eternity.

Amen.

--John Armstrong (1847), alt

Open Organ-Vocal Score

I WONDER AS I WANDER Folksong arranged for Oboe & Irish Harp Score (High voice & harp)
IN THE BLEAK MIDWINTER for Orchestra Parts Alt.Score (with some resting staves hidden) Score
MISSA CANTATA ("Sung Mass") Arranged for Orchestra (ironically) Organ-Vocal Score
- 1. Kyrie | 2. Gloria
- 3. Credo
- 4. Sanctus
- 5. Agnus Dei - Dona nobis Pacem
MISSA PRO DEFUNCTIS (Mass for the Departed) Dedicated to victims of terminal illness, in memory of my motherOrgan-Vocal Score
Riverside Presbyterian Chancel Choir & members of The Jacksonville Symphony Orchestra Percussion Harp Oboe
- 1. Requiem aeternam (Introitus) Organ-Vocal Score
- 2. Kyrie eleison Organ-Vocal Score
- 3. Domine Jesu Christe (Offertorium) Organ-Vocal Score
- 4. Sanctus Organ-Vocal Score
- 5. Pie Jesu Domine (Motetus) Organ-Vocal Score Piano-Vocal Score
- 6. Agnus Dei Organ-Vocal Score
- 7. Lux aeterna (Communio) Organ-Vocal Score
- 8. Who Are These Like Stars Appearing (Hymnus) Organ-Vocal Score
PIE JESU for Soprano, Piano & Obbligato Flute, Oboe or Violin
- Soprano with Piano & Flute (or Oboe) Wind Part Score (w/Flute or Oboe)
- Soprano [recording arr. for Oboe] with Piano & Violin Violin Part Score (with Violin)
THE PRAYER (Ann Adams, oboe; Rose Shlyam Grace, piano; Angelo Goderre, viola) Sco/Pts
SAD MINUET IN OLDEN STYLE (for Flute & Orchestra, in Memory of Edward Koehler) Score

SHORES OF SHADOW on Poems by Carl Sandburg: for Mixed Voices (SSAATTBB) Vocal Score

Under the Harvest Moon (dedicated to Jeff Driggers)

UNDER THE HARVEST MOON (1916)

   Under the harvest moon, 
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker, 
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.

   Under the summer roses 
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories, 
And asks you
Beautiful, unanswerable questions.

Musical setting dedicated to Jeff Driggers

Valley Song (dedicated to Dr. Carole Clifford)

VALLEY SONG (1918)

YOUR eyes and the valley are 
     memories. 
Your eyes_ fire and the valley a bowl. 
It was here a moonrise crept over 
     the timberline.
It was here we turned the coffee cups 
     upside down.
And your eyes and the moon swept
     the valley.
 
I will see you again to-morrow. 
I will see you again in a million years. 
I will never know your dark eyes again. 
These are three ghosts I keep. 
These are three sumach red dogs 
     I run with.
 
 [Repeat 1st stanza]
 
All of it wraps and knots to a riddle: 
I have the moon, the timberline, and you. 
All three are gone - and I keep all three. 


Musical setting dedicated to Dr. Carole Clifford

At a Window (dedicated to Dale Hudson)

AT A WINDOW (1914)

Give me hunger, 
O you gods that sit and give 
The world its orders. 
Give me hunger, pain and want, 
Shut me out with shame and failure 
From your doors of gold and fame, 
Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger!

[Repeat 1st stanza]

But leave me a little * love, 
A voice to speak to me in the day end, 
A hand to touch me in the dark room 
Breaking the long_ loneliness. 
In the dusk of day-shapes 
Blurring the sunset, 
One little wandering, western star 
Thrust out from the changing shores of shadow. 
Let me go to the window, 
Watch there the day-shapes of dusk 
And wait and know the coming 
Of a little [repeat from*]  love. 


Musical setting dedicated to Dale Hudson

The Great Hunt (dedicated to Edward Koehler)

THE GREAT HUNT (1916)
 
I CANNOT tell you now; 
    When the wind’s drive and whirl 
    Blow me along no longer, 
    And the wind’s a whisper at last— 
Maybe I’ll tell you then—    
                                some other time. 
 
    When the rose’s flash to the sunset 
    Reels to the rack and the twist, 
    And the rose is a red bygone, 
    When the face I love is going
    And the gate to the end shall clang, 
    And it’s no use to beckon or say,
        “So long”— 
Maybe I’ll tell you then— 
                                some other time. 
 
I never knew any more beautiful than you:
    I have hunted you under my thoughts, 
    I have broken down under the wind 
    And into the roses looking for you. 
      I shall never find any 
                                greater than you.

Musical setting dedicated to Edward Koehler

The Great Hunt (dedicated to Edward Koehler)

THE GREAT HUNT (1916)
 
I CANNOT tell you now; 
    When the wind’s drive and whirl 
    Blow me along no longer, 
    And the wind’s a whisper at last— 
Maybe I’ll tell you then—    
                                some other time. 
 
    When the rose’s flash to the sunset 
    Reels to the rack and the twist, 
    And the rose is a red bygone, 
    When the face I love is going
    And the gate to the end shall clang, 
    And it’s no use to beckon or say,
        “So long”— 
Maybe I’ll tell you then— 
                                some other time. 
 
I never knew any more beautiful than you:
    I have hunted you under my thoughts, 
    I have broken down under the wind 
    And into the roses looking for you. 
      I shall never find any 
                                greater than you.

Musical setting dedicated to Edward Koehler

SONATINA FOR CELLO & PIANO, "Bygones" Score & Part
- 1. Prelude (Nostalgia)
- 2. Fugue (No Regrets)
- 3. Finale (Bygones)
- 3. Finale (Bygones)
SONATINA FOR VIOLIN & PIANO Score & Part
Max Huls, violin; Christine Clark, piano
- 1. Allegro moderato
- 2. Nocturne
- 3. Scherzo (Finale)
STEAL AWAY: Spiritual setting, arranged for Oboe & Piano Vocal Score (Med.-High voice)
SUMMER RAIN: Variations in 90 Measures (for Dale Hudson on His 90th Birthday) Score

SUNDAY MORNING: ANTHEMS, SERVICE MUSIC & HYMNS for Mixed Voices & Organ Score-v.1 Score-v.2

ANTHEMS (Live)

SYNTHESIZED

30. THE PRAYER (arr. for orchestra)

THE PRAYER
                        [♪]Intoduction      
         Wilt Thou not visit me?
The plant beside me feels Thy gentle dew;
      And every blade of grass I see,
From Thy deep earth its quickening moisture drew.
                        [♪]
      Wilt Thou not visit me?
Thy morning calls on me with cheering tone;
      And every hill and tree
Lends but one voice, the voice of Thee alone.
                        [♪]
      Come, for I need Thy love,
More than the flower the dew, or grass the rain;
      Come, gently as Thy holy dove;
And let me in thy sight rejoice to live again.
                        [♪]INTERLUDE
      I will not hide from them,
When Thy storms come, though fierce may be their wrath;
      But bow with leafy stem,
And strengthened follow on Thy chosen path.
                        [♪]
      Yes, Thou wilt visit me,
Nor plant nor tree_ Thine eye delights so well,
      As when from sin set free
My spirit loves with Thine in peace to dwell.  
                        [♪]INTERLUDE
      [Come, for I need Thy love,
More than the flower the dew, or grass the rain;
      Come, gently as Thy holy dove;
And let me in thy sight rejoice to live again.]
                        [♪]
                                      -- Jones Very (1813-1880)

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30. THE PRAYER: Baritone solo [arr. for Cello] with Violin & Piano

THE PRAYER
                        [♪]Intoduction      
         Wilt Thou not visit me?
The plant beside me feels Thy gentle dew;
      And every blade of grass I see,
From Thy deep earth its quickening moisture drew.
                        [♪]
      Wilt Thou not visit me?
Thy morning calls on me with cheering tone;
      And every hill and tree
Lends but one voice, the voice of Thee alone.
                        [♪]
      Come, for I need Thy love,
More than the flower the dew, or grass the rain;
      Come, gently as Thy holy dove;
And let me in thy sight rejoice to live again.
                        [♪]INTERLUDE
      I will not hide from them,
When Thy storms come, though fierce may be their wrath;
      But bow with leafy stem,
And strengthened follow on Thy chosen path.
                        [♪]
      Yes, Thou wilt visit me,
Nor plant nor tree_ Thine eye delights so well,
      As when from sin set free
My spirit loves with Thine in peace to dwell.  
                        [♪]INTERLUDE
      [Come, for I need Thy love,
More than the flower the dew, or grass the rain;
      Come, gently as Thy holy dove;
And let me in thy sight rejoice to live again.]
                        [♪]
                                      -- Jones Very (1813-1880)

Score & Part

31. NUNC DIMITTIS (The Song of Simeon) [arr. for orchestra]


Nunc dimittis 
(The Song of Simeon)
    
Lord, Lord, now lettest thou 
  Thy servant depart in peace: 
According to Thy_ word_,
  according to Thy word.
For_ mine eyes_ have seen 
  Thy salvation,
Which Thou hast prepared
  before the face of all people;
To be a light_ to lighten 
  the Gentiles,
And to be the glory of 
  Thy peo-ple Israel.

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, 
  world without end. 
Amen, Amen, A--men_, 
Amen, Amen.
A-men, A--men.

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RESPONSES/SERVICE MUSIC (Synthesized)

  Amen, A-men.
  
CONFESSION:
  V. Our Help is in the name of the Lord:
  R. Who made heaven and earth_.
  V. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the Lord:
  R. And Thou forgav'st the iniquity of my sin.
  
  A-men.
  
GLORIA PATRI:
  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. 
  A--men

4. AMEN - 5.CONFESSION (Our Help Is in the Name of the Lord) - 7.GLORIA PATRI

9. KYRIE - 10. GLORIA

Lord, have mercy upon us.
Christ, have mercy upon us.
Lord, have mercy up-on us.

Glory be to God on high,
    and on earth peace, 
    good will towards men.
We praise thee, we bless thee,
    we worship thee,
    we glorify thee,
    we give thanks to thee for 
    thy great glory,
O Lord God, heavenly King, 
    God the Father Almighty.
V: O__ Lord, the only begotten 
       Son, 
    Je-sus Christ; O Lord God, 
    Lamb of God, 
    Son of the Father,
    that takest away the 
    sins of the world,
R: Have mercy upon us.
V: Thou that takest away 
    the sins of the world,
R: Receive our prayer.
V: Thou that sittest at the right 
    hand of God the Father,
R: Have mercy upon_ us.
   For thou only art holy;
V: Thou only art the Lord_;
R: Thou only, O Christ,
    with the Holy Ghost,
    art most high in the 
    glory of God the Father. 
V:  A-men__, 
R:  A-men.

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                   [♪]
Create in me a clean heart, 
  O God,
And renew a right spirit 
  within me.
Cast me not a-way from 
  Thy pre-sence
and take not Thy holy Spirit 
  from me.
Restore unto me the joy__, 
  the_ joy_ of Thy_ salvation;
And uphold me with 
  Thy_ free_ spi-rit.
A-men.

19. CREATE IN ME A CLEAN HEART

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PRESENTATION OF THE OFFERING
                   [♪]
  O, Worship the Lord
  in the beauty of holiness.
  Bring, bring an offering 
  and come_ into His courts.
                   [♪]  
PRESENTATION HYMN
  We give Thee but Thine 
    own,
  whatever the gift may be;
  All that we have is Thine 
    alone,
  a trust, O Lord, from Thee.

PRESENTATION OF THE OFFERING:
22. O WORSHIP THE LORD / WE GIVE THEE BUT THINE OWN

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25. SANCTUS & BENEDICTUS

Holy, holy, holy 
  Lord God of Sab-aoth:
Heaven and earth are full 
  of Thy glory.
Glory be to Thee, 
  O Lord Most High.
  
Blessed is he who comes 
  in the name of the Lord.
                   [♪]
Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna in the high-est!

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27. AGNUS DEI

                   [♪]
O Lamb of God, that takest 
away the sins of the world,
    have mercy upon us.
O Lamb of God, that takest 
away the sins of the world,
    have mercy upon us.
O Lamb of God, that takest  
away the sins of the world,
    grant us thy peace.  
A-men.

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 V. The Lord be with you:
 R. And with thy spirit.
 V. Let us bless the Lord:
 R. Thanks be to God.
    
 V. The Lord bless thee
    and keep thee.
 R. The Lord make his face
    shine_ upon_ thee,
 V. And be gracious unto 
       thee.
 R. The Lord lift up His
      countenance upon_ thee
 And give thee peace.
 A-men. (Amen)
 A-men.

35. SALUTATION & BENEDICAMUS

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HYMNS (Synthesized)

1. Come, My Soul (Prelude & Call to Worship)

                            [♪ 0:00-1:15] Prelude
                            
Come, my soul, thou must be waking;
Now is breaking o'er the earth another day;
Come to Him who made this splendor;
See thou render all thy feeble strength can pay.

Gladly hail the sun returning;
Ready burning be the incense of thy powers;
For the night is safely ended;
God hath tended with His care thy helpless hours.

Pray that He may prosper ever
Each endeavor, when thine aim is good and true;
But that He may ever thwart thee,
And convert thee, When thou evil wouldst pursue.

Mayest thou on life's last morrow,
Free from sorrow pass away in slumber sweet;
And, released from death's dark sadness
Rise in gladness, that far brighter sun to greet.

Only God's free gifts abuse not,
Light refuse not, but His Spirit's voice obey;
Thou with Him shalt dwell, beholding
Light enfolding all things in unclouded day.

Amen.

TEXT: Friedrich Rudolph Ludwig von Canitz (1655-1699); 
tr. Henry J. Buckoll, alt.

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3. Lead Us, Good Shepherd: Hymn on an original text

♪Intro. // 1. We come before you, Lord,
  Your praises singing;
We come to hear Your word:
  Hear our thanksgiving.
Enter our hearts we pray;
Our fears and faults allay,
And lead us night and day,
Lead us, Good Shepherd.
2. Come, Lord of Time and Earth,
  Keep us from judging;
Help us see others' worth
  Without begrudging. 
Lord, help us put aside
Our selfishness and pride, 
And ever be our guide,
Lead us, Good Shepherd
3. Savior of Age and Youth
  In every nation,
Bind now all hearts in truth,
  Love, and compassion.
Teach us to shun offense,
Free us from arrogance,
Lead us to tolerance,
Lead us, Dear Shepherd. 
4. We kneel before You, Lord,
  Our sins confessing;
We now implore You, Lord,
  Grant us Your blessing.
You are our Sole Defense;
Restore our innocence
Through Your benevolence,
Merciful Shepherd.
5. Ever be with us, Lord,      
  Our souls embracing.      
Savior, by us adored,       
  Our sins erasing:         
Guide and protect, we pray, 
Those here and those away   
Who follow, night and day,  
You, Loving Shepherd.       
 
©1997, E. Lein

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17. Savior, Like a Shepherd Lead Us

 Savior, like a shepherd lead us,
Much we need Thy tender care;
In Thy pleasant pastures feed us,
For our use Thy folds prepare:
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast bought us, 
     Thine we are; 
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast bought us, 
     Thine we are.

Thou hast promised to receive us,
Poor and sinful though we be;
Thou hast mercy to relieve us,
Grace to cleanse a pow'r to free:
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
     early let us turn to Thee;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
     early let us turn to Thee.
     
[♪Transition]

Early let us seek Thy favor,
Early let us do Thy will.
Blessed Lord and only Savior,
With Thy love our sore hearts fill.
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
  Thou hast loved us, love us still;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
  Thou hast loved us, love us still.

--TEXT: Dorothy A. Thrupp, 1836

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29. Break Thou the Bread of Life

♪Introduction

Break Thou the Bread of Life,
  Dear Lord, to me,
As Thou didst break the loaves
  Beside the sea;
Beyond the sacred page
  I seek Thee, Lord;
My spirit pants for Thee,
  O Living Word.

♪Interlude

Bless Thou the truth, dear Lord,
  Now unto me,
As Thou didst bless the bread
  By Galilee;
Then shall all bondage cease,
  All fetters fall,
And I shall find my peace,
  My All in all.
  
              --Mary A. Lathbury, 1887, alt.

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34. O Thou, Who Makest Souls to Shine

♪Introduction 
 
O_ Thou Who makest souls to shine
With light from brighter worlds above,
Now_ send Thy glistening dew divine
On_ all who seek a Savior's love.

Do_ Thou Thy benediction give
On all who pray Thy Truth to learn,
That_ all Thy Church may holier live,
And_ every lamp more brightly burn.

♪Interlude/transition

O_ Saving Shepherd, bless Thy sheep,
With Father and Spirit, One in Three,
One_ in Thy loving watch and keep,
On_ earth, and through eternity.

Amen.

--John Armstrong (1847), alt

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SUNDAY MORNING: Overture on Original Hymn Tunes Score
SYMPHONY NO. 1, "Divertimento" Score (Erratum: IV.Rondo, mm.208-216 "Tpt.1" should be "Clar.1 or Tenor Sax.")
- 1. Allegro
- 2. Meditation (Elegy)
- 3. Scherzo with Salon Waltzes
- 4. Rondo
- 2. Meditation (Elegy)
SYMPHONY NO. 2, "Lux aeterna" (adapted from Missa pro defunctis) Score
- 1. Requiem aeternam
- 2. Kyrie eleison
- 3. Pie Jesu Domine
- 4. Lux aeterna
TRIO for Violin, Cello & Piano Score Violin Part Cello Part
Max Huls, Alexei & Christine Clark:
- 1. Energetic
- 2. Minuet in Olden Style (in Memory of Edward Koehler)
- 3. Dark Eyes (Variations in Sonata Form)
Kinne Trio (Jacksonville University):
- 2. Minuet in Olden Style (in Memory of Edward Koehler)
Trio Solis (Florida State University):
- 3. Dark Eyes
UN DULCITO ("A Little Sweet"): for Violin & Cello Score (Original version) Score & Parts (Revised)
- 1. Hoodoo (Samba, Max & Alexei)
- 2. Tangle (Tango, VnC Duo)
- 3. La llorona (Folksong/Chaconne, Max & Alexei)
- 4. Rumor (Rumba, Max & Alexei)
UN DULCITO ("A Little Sweet") for Strings - Suite of Latin American Dances Score Parts (Complete)
- 1. Hoodoo (Samba)
- 2. Tangle (Tango)
- 3. La llorona (Folksong Waltz/Chaconne)
- 4. Rumor (Rumba)

UN DULCITO

Hoodoo: Combined orchestras from UNF and LaVilla School of the Arts

Tangle, for violin and cello
performed by the VnC Duo

La llorona: Vero Beach High School Orchestra, Matt Stott, conductor, 11/9/09

Rumor: Prelude Chamber Music Camp (Jacksonville, FL), Vernon Humbert conducting, 06/18/11

CALENDAR SONGS
I Meant To Do My Work Today Carolyn Snyder-Menke, soprano & Denise Wright, piano, 1/10/16	Summer Wind: Peter Dutilly, viola & Galen Dean Peiskee, piano, 9/13/2015	September: Peter Dutilly, viola & Galen Dean Peiskee, piano, 9/13/2015	In the Bleak Midwinter Carolyn Snyder-Menke,Soprano & Denise Wright, piano, 1/10/16