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for reminding us of “the peace of wild things” and “to see the beauty in the world through [our] own eyes” for the empathy of “I am only what you are” for affirming “It’s unbelievable how enough [we] are” and for your commitment to “a crowded table” where “everyone belongs."
Amy F. Bernon (b. 1960)
Amy F. Bernon is known for her accessible, unpretentious compositions that blend elements from various musical genres. Alleluia, Alleluia is a rhythmic and lively choral piece, characterized by its engaging melodies and dynamic energy.
Lyrics
Alleluia
Alisa Bair (b. 1957)
Lyrics by Dina Soraya Gregory
In 1999, on the brink of a new millennium—a time of uncertainty much like today—Dina Gregory wrote “Angel Breathing Out.” The world was gripped by Y2K fears, anxiously anticipating havoc from a looming computer glitch. Today, we find ourselves again in uncertainty hoping the winds of change will bring good as if from the breath of an angel.
Lyrics
The horses, they are restless.
The birds are ill at ease.
I watch them from my window,
disputing with the breeze.
I see the branches swaying beyond a sheet of glass.
The storm upon the ocean is mirrored in the grass.
What wind is it that blows here?
What change has come about?
I pray it is a good wind -
An angel breathing out.
And if the fall of water could form a fleeting word,
I’d run and ask the river what news she may have heard.
In fairy tales they caution that weather is a force,
it’s laden with intention; no one may shift its course.
I’ve gone into the garden to calm the horses down,
my eyes, they fill with water,
I waver like a clown.
My spirit is excited,
I’m nervous as the trees,
aware my soul is lifting,
I turn and face the breeze.
What wind is it that blows here?
What change has come about?
I sense it is a good wind -
An angel breathing out.
Giselle Wyers (b. 1970)
Poem by Nicomedes Suárez-Araúz, translated by José Rodeiro
Enchanting yet simple language of Suárez’s poem “The Lips of the Sky” was originally penned in Spanish and translated into English by Jose Rodeiro. The text hints at the grandeur and intimacy of the growing night, and how we as humans are both cradled and enveloped by nature’s inevitability and mystery.
Lyrics
Through the naked oak limbs
I see the moon half eaten away by the blue
The pines softly sway
And the tiny birds’ songs seem to attract
The night that begins to enter my chest
Between mountain angels of dust
Are playing on the last breath of sun
The lips of the sky are closing in our eyes
Ysaÿe M. Barnwell (b. 1946)
Originally part of the larger song suite "Crossings," "Wanting Memories" captures themes of empowerment, self-discovery, and the importance of community bonds.
Dr. Barnwell's heartfelt dedication of the piece to her father speaks volumes about its personal significance and emotional depth.
Lyrics
I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me,
to see the beauty in the world through my own eyes.
Since you've gone and left me, there's been so little beauty,
But I know I saw it clearly through your eyes.
Now the world outside is such a cold and bitter place,
Here inside I have few things that will console.
And when I try to hear your voice above the storms of life,
Then I remember all the things that I was told.
I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me,
to see the beauty in the world through my own eyes.
I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me,
to see the beauty in the world through my own eyes.
I think on the things that made me feel so wonderful when i was young.
I think on the things that made me laugh, made me dance, made me sing.
I think on the things that made me grow into a being full of pride.
I think on these things, for they are true.
I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me,
to see the beauty in the world through my own eyes.
I thought that you were gone, but now I know you're with me,
You are the voice that whispers all I need to hear.
I know a please a thank you and a smile will take me far,
I know that I am you and you are me and we are one,
I know that who I am is numbered in each grain of sand,
I know that I've been blessed again, and over again.
I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me,
to see the beauty in the world through my own eyes.
I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me,
to see the beauty in the world through my own eyes.
Joan Szymko (b. 1957)
Poem by Wendell Berry
First published in 1968, Wendell Berry’s poem "The Peace of Wild Things" captures the calming and restorative power of nature. In moments of deep anxiety about an uncertain future, we seek solace by immersing ourselves in the natural world, finding "peace" in the "grace" of nature, freed from fear.
Lyrics
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives might be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water,
and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light.
For a time
I rest in the grace of the world,
and am free.
Sarah Quartel (b. 1982)
Lyrics by Steven Heighton
The text by Steven Heighton is a secular rewriting of Psalm 23 "The Lord is my shepherd." The contemplative message is paired with powerful textures and driving triplet rhythms. The piano accompaniment enhances the flowing yet powerful nature of the piece.
Lyrics
The wind is my shepherd,
and I must walk
Where it drives me
until the day's end
It guides me into barren hills
More beautiful than gardens
It leads me to lie under sheets of rain,
It feeds me the warm wafer of the sun
Streaming from dawn's embers
I am drawn down by the wind's fingers
to the waters that are never still
My staff and compass are the living boughs,
the leaves my roof,
my shifting floor
And I must live like the mountain
briefly and always
in the mansion of the wind.
Moira Smiley (b. 1976)
"‘Refugee’ is about empathy. It’s about the possibility of imagining yourself in someone else’s shoes, especially someone who has been displaced or is in search of safety and belonging. I wanted to create something that would remind us of our shared humanity and how close we all are to being in that position ourselves." Moira Smiley
Lyrics
Refugee
In your world I’m a refugee.
In your world danger all around me,
all around me,
all around
me. In your world I’m not free,
I must flee,
I must flee
Bring me shelter,
I will not harm you.
Bring me shelter, please.
Bring me shelter, I will not harm you
I would shelter you
I am only what you are.
Imagine your unbreakable world was broken,
No more rules to protect you
Who was I?
In my world I was standing strong
In my world my heart did belong.
And now it’s gone – there is only longing, only longing, only longing
Bring me shelter, I will not harm you.
Bring me shelter, please.
Bring me shelter, I will not harm you
I would shelter you
I am only what you are.
Imagine your unbreakable world was broken,
No more rules to protect you
Refugee
Christopher Tin (b. 1976)
The lyrics of "Baba Yetu" (which means "Our Father" in Swahili) are a translation of the Lord's Prayer. Noted for its emotive melodies and rhythmic vitality, it is the theme song for the 2005 video game Civilization IV. The song, when re-released, became the first piece of video game music to be nominated for and to win a Grammy Award.
Lyrics
Baba yetu, yetu uliye (Our, our Father who are)
Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina (In heaven, our, our, amen)
Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our, our Father, who are)
Jina lako litukuzwe (Let's glorify your name)
Utupe leo chakula chetu (Give us today our food)
Tunachohitaji utusamehe (We need you to forgive us)
Makosa yetu, hey (Our errors, hey)
Kama nasi tunavyowasamehe (As we do forgive those)
Waliotukosea, usitutie (Who did us wrong, don't put us)
Katika majaribu, lakini (Into trials, but)
Utuokoe, na yule, milele na milele (Save us, with him, for ever and ever)
Baba yetu, yetu uliye (Our, our Father who are)
Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina (In heaven, our, our, amen)
Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our, our Father, who are)
Jina lako litukuzwe (Let's glorify your name)
Ufalme wako ufike utakalo (Your kingdom come that it be)
Lifanyike duniani kama mbinguni, amina (done on earth as in heaven, amen)
Utupe leo chakula chetu (Give us today our food)
Tunachohitaji utusamehe (We need you to forgive us)
Makosa yetu, hey (Our errors, hey)
Kama nasi tunavyowasamehe (As we do forgive those)
Waliotukosea, usitutie (Who did us wrong, don't put us)
Katika majaribu, lakini (Into trials, but)
Utuokoe na yule msiba milele (Save us from this distress for ever)
Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our, our Father, who are)
Jina lako litukuzwe (Let's glorify your name)
Bob Dylan (b. 1941),
arr. Adam Podd
This choral arrangement breathes new life into Bob Dylan’s iconic folk anthem about social change and activism. The song was released as the title track of Dylan’s 1964 album of the same name. Dylan wrote the song to create an anthem of change, inspired by Irish and Scottish ballads.
Lyrics
Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'
Aron Accurso (b. 1979)
Lyrics by Rachel Griffin
Commissioned by the University of Michigan Men’s Glee Club, “You Are Enough. A Mental Health Suite” was written to advocate for, and elevate conversations about, mental health awareness. There is a beautiful quote by Sierra Boggess, originated by Susan Batson, “You are enough, you are so enough, it’s unbelievable how enough you are!” that was the inspiration for this movement.
Lyrics
You’ve carried words that aren’t true so long:
The labels they put on you.
You’ve gotten lost in these storms of thoughts,
And forgotten the way to break through.
Erase them one by one, you’re not who they decide.
You are enough.
You’re so enough.
It’s unbelievable how enough you are.
You’ve let them write who you are, so far,
They’re wrong, you are up to you.
You’ve gone adrift in a sea of doubt
And forgotten the love that you knew.
Write your life in bold, there’s no reason to hide.
You are enough.
You’re so enough.
It’s unbelievable how enough you are.
Let the light come in and find a home in you.
Let the light multiply with everything you do.
You are enough.
You’re so enough.
It’s unbelievable how enough you are.
You are, You are!
You are enough!
Arr. Andrea Ramsey
Andrea Ramsey’s arrangement emphasizes themes of unity, belonging, and community gathering. Known for her meaningful choral settings, Ramsey brings warmth to this piece through lush harmonies and singable melodies that celebrate togetherness.
Lyrics
You can hold my hand
When you need to let go
I can be your mountain
When you're feeling valley-low
I can be your streetlight
Showing you the way home
You can hold my hand
When you need to let go
I want a house with a crowded table
And a place by the fire for everyone
Let us take on the world while we're young and able
And bring us back together when the day is done
If we want a garden
We're gonna have to sow the seed
Plant a little happiness
Let the roots run deep
If it's love that we give
Then it's love that we reap
If we want a garden
We're gonna have to sow the seed
Yeah I want a house with a crowded table
And a place by the fire for everyone
Let us take on the world while we're young and able
And bring us back together when the day is done
The door is always open
Your picture's on my wall
Everyone's a little broken
And everyone belongs
Yeah, everyone belongs
I want a house with a crowded table
And a place by the fire for everyone
Let us take on the world while we're young and able
And bring us back together when the day is done
And bring us back together when the day is done
Perspectives and Connections
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Here's a video of us performing Lips of the Sky by Giselle Wyers