{"id":5432,"date":"2017-02-25T13:51:42","date_gmt":"2017-02-25T19:51:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.podles.org\/dialogue\/?p=5432"},"modified":"2017-02-25T13:55:04","modified_gmt":"2017-02-25T19:55:04","slug":"mount-calvary-music-february-26-2017","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.podles.org\/dialogue\/mount-calvary-music-february-26-2017-5432.htm","title":{"rendered":"Mount Calvary Music, February 26, 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Mount<\/a><\/p>\n

Mount Calvary Church<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Baltimore<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Personal\u00a0Ordinariate\u00a0of the Chair of St. Peter<\/span><\/p>\n

Quinquagesima Sunday<\/span><\/p>\n

February 26, 2017<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Hymns<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I sing the mighty power of God<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Lord of all hopefulness<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

For the beauty of the earth<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Anthems<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Consider the Lilies,<\/em> by Roger Hoffman<\/span><\/p>\n

Geistliches Lied<\/em>, Op. 30, by Johannes Brahms<\/span><\/p>\n

____________________<\/p>\n

\"Isaac<\/a><\/p>\n

I sing the mighty power of God<\/em><\/strong> was written by Isaac Watts (1674-1748) for children, and was entitled \u201cPraise for Creation and Providence.\u201d In 1715 Watts published\u00a0Divine and Moral Songs for Children,<\/em>\u00a0in the preface of which he wrote, \u201cChildren of high and low degree, of the Church of England or Dissenters, baptized in infancy or not, may all join together in these songs. And as I have endeavored to sink the language to the level of a child\u2019s understanding . . . to profit all, if possible, and offend none.\u201d<\/p>\n

At the time of the Reformation, Martin Luther instructed his followers to sing hymns. However, John Calvin only allowed the singing of versified, or paraphrased, Scripture. By Watt\u2019s time, the psalm singing had become dull and lifeless. When 19-year-old Isaac complained to his father about this, his father challenged him to write something better. Watts then proceeded to write hundreds of hymns.<\/p>\n

I sing the mighty power of God,
\nThat made the mountains rise;
\nThat spread the flowing seas abroad,
\nAnd built the lofty skies.
\nI sing the Wisdom that ordained
\nThe sun to rule the day;
\nThe moon shines full at His command,
\nAnd all the stars obey.<\/p>\n

I sing the goodness of the Lord,
\nThat filled the earth with food;
\nHe formed the creatures with His word,
\nAnd then pronounced them good.
\nLord, how Thy wonders are displayed,
\nWhere’er I turn my eye:
\nIf I survey the ground I tread,
\nOr gaze upon the sky!<\/p>\n

There’s not a plant or flower below,
\nBut makes Thy glories known;
\nAnd clouds arise, and tempests blow,
\nBy order from Thy throne;
\nWhile all that borrows life from Thee
\nIs ever in Thy care,
\nAnd everywhere that man can be,
\nThou, God, art present there.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Here is the hymn to Ellacombe<\/a>. Here is a curious version by a Baylor choi<\/a>r. Here is the Fort Lauderdale<\/a> interpretation. And the Lincoln, Nebraska<\/a> version. The let us not forget The Hoppers<\/a>\u00a0at the National Quartet Convention. (I love the Christian exuberance of \u00a0America)<\/p>\n

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____________________<\/p>\n

\"Joyce<\/a><\/p>\n

Lord of all hopefulness <\/em><\/strong>was written by Joyce Torrens-Graham (1901 -1953) in 1929 at the request of her friend, Canon Percy Dearmer of Westminster Abbey. She carefully fitted the words to the lovely Irish melody Slane, also used by Be thou my vision<\/em><\/strong>.<\/p>\n

Joyce was the young\u00ader of two child\u00adren born to Har\u00adry (Hen\u00adry) Tor\u00adrens An\u00adstru\u00adther, Mem\u00adber of Par\u00adlia\u00adment and his wife (lat\u00ader Dame) Eva An\u00adstru\u00adther (n\u00e9e Han\u00adbu\u00adry-Tra\u00adcy). She spent her child\u00adhood in Whit\u00adchurch, and was ed\u00adu\u00adcat\u00aded pri\u00advate\u00adly in Lon\u00addon. In class, she used to sit be\u00adhind Eliz\u00ada\u00adbeth Bowes-Ly\u00adon (the fu\u00adture Queen Eliz\u00ada\u00adbeth, the Queen Mo\u00adther) and would oc\u00adca\u00adsion\u00adal\u00adly dip the long tresse\u00ads of \u201croy\u00adal\u201d hair in\u00adto the ink-well. In lat\u00ader life, when quizzed about this by an An\u00adstru\u00adther fam\u00adi\u00adly mem\u00adber, the ever-tact\u00adful Queen Mo\u00adther de\u00adclared that she could re\u00adcall no\u00adthing of it! Joyce\u00a0is the author of Mrs. Miniver.<\/p>\n

Lord of all hopefulness, Lord of all joy,
\nWhose trust, ever child-like, no cares can destroy,
\nBe there at our waking, and give us, we pray,
\nYour bliss in our hearts, Lord, at the break of the day.<\/p>\n

Lord of all eagerness, Lord of all faith,
\nWhose strong hands were skilled at the plane and the lathe,
\nBe there at our labors, and give us, we pray,
\nYour strength in our hearts, Lord, at the noon of the day.<\/p>\n

Lord of all kindliness, Lord of all grace,
\nYour hands swift to welcome, your arms to embrace,
\nBe there at our homing, and give us, we pray,
\nYour love in our hearts, Lord, at the eve of the day<\/p>\n

Lord of all gentleness, Lord of all calm,
\nWhose voice is contentment, whose presence is balm,
\nBe there at our sleeping, and give us, we pray,
\nYour peace in our hearts, Lord, at the end of the day.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Here <\/a>is a lovely performance.<\/p>\n

The hymn is sung to the melody “Slane”, first published as “With My Love on the Road” in Patrick Joyce’s\u00a0Old Irish Folk Music and Songs<\/em>\u00a0in 1909.[<\/sup><\/a>The tune is a more elemental distillation of earlier forms, such as “The Hielan’s o’ Scotland’[<\/sup><\/a>\u00a0and “By the Banks of the Bann,” also compiled in Joyce (1909).\u00a0T<\/span>he words of “Be Thou My Vision” were first combined with this tune in the Irish\u00a0Church Hymnal<\/em>\u00a0in 1919.<\/p>\n

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For the beauty of the earth<\/strong><\/em> was\u00a0was written by the Anglican layman Folliott Sandford Pierpoint (1835-1911) as a communion hymn in the Anglican Church. The refrain alludes to the post-communion prayer in the Book of Common Prayer<\/em>, which begins \u201cO Lord and heavenly father, we thy humble servants entirely desire thy fatherly goodness mercifully to accept this our sacrifice of praise and thanksgiving.\u201d The last verses, with their references to the saints and Mary, were considered too Catholic and were omitted in Anglican hymnals, but we have restored the verse that refers to the Eucharistic Sacrifice.<\/p>\n

For the beauty of the earth,<\/p>\n

For the beauty of the skies,<\/p>\n

For the Love which from our birth<\/p>\n

Over and around us lies:<\/p>\n

Christ, our\u00a0God, to Thee we raise<\/p>\n

This our Sacrifice of Praise.<\/p>\n

For the beauty of each hour<\/p>\n

Of the day and of the night,<\/p>\n

Hill and vale, and tree and flower,<\/p>\n

Sun and moon and stars of light:<\/p>\n

Christ, our\u00a0God, to Thee we raise<\/p>\n

This our Sacrifice of Praise.<\/p>\n

For the joy of ear and eye,<\/p>\n

For the heart and brain’s delight,<\/p>\n

For the mystic harmony<\/p>\n

Linking sense to sound and sight:<\/p>\n

Christ, our\u00a0God, to Thee we raise<\/p>\n

This our Sacrifice of Praise.<\/p>\n

For the joy of human love,<\/p>\n

Brother, sister, parent, child,<\/p>\n

Friends on earth, and friends above;<\/p>\n

For all gentle thoughts and mild:<\/p>\n

Christ, our\u00a0God, to Thee we raise<\/p>\n

This our Sacrifice of Praise.<\/p>\n

For each perfect Gift of Thine<\/p>\n

To our race so freely given,<\/p>\n

Graces human and Divine,<\/p>\n

Flowers of earth, and buds of Heaven:<\/p>\n

Christ, our\u00a0God, to Thee we raise<\/p>\n

This our Sacrifice of Praise.<\/p>\n

For Thy Bride that evermore<\/p>\n

Lifteth holy hands above,<\/p>\n

Offering up on every shore<\/p>\n

This Pure Sacrifice of Love:<\/p>\n

Christ, our\u00a0God, to Thee we raise<\/p>\n

This our Sacrifice of Praise.<\/p>\n

For Thy Martyrs’ crown of light,<\/p>\n

For Thy Prophets’ eagle eye,<\/p>\n

For Thy bold Confessors’ might,<\/p>\n

For the lips of Infancy:<\/p>\n

Christ, our\u00a0God, to Thee we raise<\/p>\n

This our Sacrifice of Praise.<\/p>\n

For Thy Virgins’ robes of snow,<\/p>\n

For Thy Maiden Mother mild,<\/p>\n

For Thyself, with hearts aglow,<\/p>\n

Jesu, Victim undefiled,<\/p>\n

Offer we at Thine own Shrine<\/p>\n

Thyself, sweet Sacrament Divine.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Here is the hymn version.<\/a>\u00a0Her is John Rutter’s arrangement<\/a>,<\/p>\n

The tune “Dix,” was written by Conrad Kocher (786-1872) was born in Ditzingen, Wurttemberg, Germany, where he was trained as a teacher. At the age of 17, Kocher left Germany to work as a tutor in St. Petersburg, Russia. Kocher’s love for Mozart and Haydn influenced him to pursue a career in music. In 1811, he moved back to Germany and settled in Stuttgart, where he would remain for most of his life. During the early years of his career, the prestigious Cotta Music Firm published some of his works, and eventually sent him to study music in Italy. After Kocher completed his studies in Italy, he returned to Stuttgart where he founded the School for Sacred Song, which encouraged the use of four part singing in the church. Kocher published two Operas, an Oratorio, and a few Sonatas. The best known version of “Dix” came from a shortening of Kocher\u2019s \u201cTreuer Heiland, wir sind hir,\u201d found in Kocher’s Stimmen aus den Reiche Gottes<\/em> (1838). The final arrangement was done by William H. Monk and was published in the 1861 version of Hymns Ancient and Modern<\/em>, for which Monk was the music editor. (Evan Collins)<\/p>\n

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_____________________<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\"Roger<\/a><\/p>\n

Consider the Lilies<\/em><\/strong> is by Roger Hoffman, a contemporary LDS composer. He described the genesis of this piece:<\/p>\n

At the time I wrote “Consider the Lilies,” my wife, Melanie and I had spent five years (now twenty-six) following the Lord’s commandment to put the kingdom of God first, believing that he would add everything else we needed. It seemed the Lord would send what we needed in the way of work or help, just when we needed it. Miraculously, we had survived! This allowed us to use our time to teach his Gospel through music. This kind providence had become such a regular occurrence for us that we wanted to tell others about it.<\/p>\n

One day, as I was sitting at the piano in our chapel, (we didn’t have a piano at home) I found my fingers wandering over the piano keys. I noticed what I was playing and repeated it so I wouldn’t forget it. Once the melody had become locked into my consciousness, words began to form in my mind,<\/p>\n

“Consider the lilies of the field,<\/p>\n

how they grow, how they grow.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I grabbed my pencil and began writing. As quickly as I could write, the words continued,<\/p>\n

“Consider the birds in the sky,<\/p>\n

How they fly, how they fly.<\/p>\n

He clothes the lilies of the field.<\/p>\n

He feeds the birds in the sky.<\/p>\n

And he will feed those who trust him,<\/p>\n

And guide them with His eye.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I was beginning to feel very excited! Here was a way to share this marvelous principle!<\/p>\n

The words kept coming,<\/p>\n

“Consider the sheep of his fold,<\/p>\n

How they follow where he leads.<\/p>\n

Though the path may wind across the mountains,<\/p>\n

He knows the meadows where they feed.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I thought of how Nephi and Lehi had been led on their way through “the more fertile parts of the wilderness…” and how the seas had parted for Moses and the children of Israel. Again, the chorus re-assured me,<\/p>\n

“He clothes the lilies of the field.<\/p>\n

He feeds the birds in the sky,<\/p>\n

And he will feed those who trust him,<\/p>\n

And guide them with his eye.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I was pleased that the message had been so well delivered, and gratefully acknowledged the power that had presented this song to my mind. I was about to rise from the piano bench and go home, when I felt a kind of downward tug, and sat down at the bench again. The message came clearly into my mind, “I’m not finished yet.”<\/p>\n

I sat down and the verse began,<\/p>\n

“Consider the sweet, tender children<\/p>\n

Who must suffer on this earth…”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I panicked. I was afraid to tackle so large a subject. I thought, “My pen is too small to deal with a problem so great.” The thought came into my mind, “You’re not writing this, anyway.” I then remembered someone very dear to me who once said she had a hard time understanding why God would allow little children to be abused, and I had a great desire to help her understand this subject better and be comforted. This urged me on. So, tremulously, I continued,<\/p>\n

The pains of all of them he carried<\/p>\n

From the day of his birth.<\/p>\n

He clothes the lilies of the field,<\/p>\n

He feeds the lambs in His fold,<\/p>\n

And he will heal those who trust him,<\/p>\n

And make their hearts as gold.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I wept profusely. I could not contain my feelings. The love I felt was so powerful that I was overcome. (Indeed, for the rest of the day, I felt somewhat removed from this mortal sphere.)<\/p>\n

My soul vibrated with the message I had just written, for my own suffering and weakness had been taken in hand by the Wonderful Counselor, and where once there was darkness, light by light, strand by strand, he rewove the fabric of my heart with threads of purest gold, so that my affections and sympathies have been, in a marvelous manner, enlarged and re-trained to make me more like him.<\/p>\n

This is the way of the Master. He tells us plainly that he has given us weakness to bring us to him. When we come unto him, he teaches, counsels, and heals us, replacing evil with good, pouring himself into us, a spiritual transfusion where his light replaces our darkness. The light he has put into us works its way through everything we know and feel and draws us to yet greater light.<\/p>\n

One day, if we continue, we will be like him, for his light will have chased every trace of darkness from us, and will have drawn into us all the light he has.<\/p>\n

Here is the Mormon Tabernacle Choir<\/a>. (Alert: anyone with a pre-diabetic condition should use caution when listening to this.)<\/p>\n

___________________<\/p>\n

\"Brahms<\/a><\/p>\n

Johannes Brahms, c. 1853<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

The Opus 30 Geistliches Lied\u00a0<\/em> (<\/strong>Sacred Song) is Brahms\u2019 (1833-1897) earliest accompanied choral work he composed it in 1856 \u2013 the same year in which he composed his Missa Canonica, he was all of twenty-three years old . It\u2019s an accomplished piece of writing that combines a mastery of counterpoint with a sense of delicacy\u00a0 to remarkable effect. It consists of an organ accompaniment to four-part double canon in which the tenor follows the soprano, and the bass follows the alto. The first and third sections of the lied have been likened to the columns of a musical arch in that Brahms uses the same music to illustrate different verses of Paul Fleming\u2018s poem. For the \u2018Amen\u2019 which ends the piece Brahms reverses the canon with alto following the bass and the tenor follows the soprano.<\/p>\n

Lass dich nur nichts nicht dauren
\nMit trauren;
\nSei stille,
\nWie Gott es f\u00fcgt,
\nSo sei vergn\u00fcgt
\nMein Wille.<\/p>\n

Do not let yourself be depressed
\nBy sadness;
\nBe calm,
\nHowever God may dispose,
\nBe content with it,
\nMy will.<\/p>\n

Was willst du heute sorgen
\nAuf morgen?
\nDer Eine
\nSteht allem f\u00fcr;
\nDer gibt auch dir
\nDas Deine<\/p>\n

Why worry today
\nAbout tomorrow?
\nThere is One
\nWho controls everything;
\nHe will give you
\nYour share too.<\/p>\n

Sei nur in allem Handel
\nOhn\u2019 Wandel,
\nSteh feste;
\nWas Gott beschleusst,
\nDas ist und heisst
\nDas Beste. Amen.<\/p>\n

Be constant in everything
\nYou undertake,
\nStand firm;
\nWhat God ordains
\nIs and is known to be
\nBest. Amen.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Here is the Winchester Cathedral Choir.<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

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