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Elizabeth Regina: in honor of Queens Elizabeth I & II
Saturday, June 2, 2018
7:30 pm
St. Mark’s on the Campus Episcopal Church

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Dulces Voces is excited to join forces with the Flatwater Shakespeare to present:

Elizabeth Regina: in honor of Queens Elizabeth I & II
Saturday, June 2, 2018
7:30 pm
St. Mark’s on the Campus Episcopal Church
Lincoln, Nebraska

Your generous donations make these concerts possible.


Program

O Lord, make thy servant Elizabeth, William Byrd (1543-1623)
The Lord’s Prayer, John Tavener (1944-2013)
Te Deum from the Short Service, Orlando Gibbons (1583-1625)
Dulces Voces

Sea Change, Cat Pestinger
Cat Pestinger – Lead vocals, composer (Troubadour)
Mary Chambers – Backing vocals, harmony arrangement (Stephania)
Justin Minchow – Backing vocals (Ferdinand)
The Tempest, William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Act III, Sc. 1
Flatwater Shakespeare Company

Just as the tide was flowing, Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872-1958)
The dark eyed sailor
Sing we and chant it, Thomas Morley (1557-1603)
Corydon, Arise!, Charles Villiers Stanford (1852-1924)
Diaphenia
As Vesta was, Thomas Weelkes (c. 1576-1623)
Dulces Voces

Dulces Voces:
Colleen Baade
Curt Butler
Holly Heffelbower
Roger Hochstetler
Jackie Josten
John Mills
Jennifer Stevens
Laura Waldman

Flatwater Shakespeare:
Cat Pestinger – Lead vocals, composer (Troubadour)
Mary Chambers – Backing vocals, harmony arrangement (Stephania)
Justin Minchow – Backing vocals (Ferdinand)
Richard Nielsen – Prospero, a wizard and exiled duke
Kacey Rose – Miranda, his daughter
Justin Minchow – Ferdinand, a shipwrecked prince

Hark! Hark! The Lark!: Early Music Spring Concert
Saturday, April 28, 2018
7:30 pm
Holy Trinity Episcopal Church

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Dulces Voces is excited to join forces with the Lincoln Early Music Consort to present:

Hark! Hark! The Lark!: Early Music Spring Concert
Saturday, April 28, 2018
7:30 pm
Holy Trinity Episcopal Church
Lincoln, Nebraska


Your generous donations make these concerts possible.

Nova! Nova!: an evening of Christmas music
Saturday, December 9, 2017
7:30 pm
Holy Trinity Episcopal Church

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Nova! Nova!Dulces Voces is excited to join forces with the Lincoln Early Music Consort to present:

Nova! Nova!: an evening of Christmas music
Saturday, December 9, 2017
7:30 pm
Holy Trinity Episcopal Church
Lincoln, Nebraska

Your generous donations make these concerts possible.  Thank you for making us part of your holiday tradition!


Printable program

Program

Nova! Nova!, 15th Century Glasgow
Nova! Nova! Ave fit ex Eva! (News! News! Ave has been made from Eve!) Gabriel of high degree, He came down from the Trinity From Nazareth to Galilee, I met a maiden in a place; He kneeled down before her face; He said: “Hail, Mary, full of grace!” When the maid heard tell of this, She was sore abashed, ywis, And weened that she had done amiss. Then said the angel: “Dread not thou, For ye be conceived with great virtue Whose name shall be called Jesu.” Then said the angel: Verily, I am your servant truly, Ecce ancilla Domini (Behold the handmaiden of the Lord).
Dulces Voces & Lincoln Early Music Consort

Conditor alme siderum, . Guillaume Dufay (c. 1400-1474)
Creator of the stars of night, Thy people’s everlasting light, Jesu, Redeemer, save us all, and hear Thy servants when they call. Thou, grieving that the ancient curse should doom to death a universe, hast found the medicine, full of grace, to save and heal a ruined race. Thou camest, the Bridegroom of the bride, as drew the world to evening tide, proceeding from a virgin shrine, the spotless Victim all divine. At whose dread Name, majestic now, all knees must bend, all hearts must bow; and things celestial Thee shall own, and things terrestrial Lord alone. O Thou whose coming is with dread, to judge and doom the quick and dead, preserve us, while we dwell below, from every insult of the foe. To God the Father, God the Son, and God the Spirit, Three in One, laud, honour, might, and glory be from age to age eternally. Amen.
Here is the Little Door, Herbert Howells (1892-1983)
Angelus ad pastores ait, Juan Blas de Castro (1561–1631)
The angel said to the shepherds: “I bring you tidings of great joy, for the Saviour of the world has been born to you today.” Alleluia. A tiny son is born to us today, and he shall be called Mighty God. Alleluia.
Dulces Voces

Suite, Samuel Scheidt (1587-1654)
Galliard
Courant
Alamande

Quaeramus cum pastoribus, Pedro de Cristo (d. 1618)
Lincoln Early Music Consort

Sleepers wake, Hymn #61
Verse 2: Dulces Voces
The angel Gabriel, Hymn #265
Verse 3: Dulces Voces
Dulces Voces, Lincoln Early Music Consort & Congregation

Ecce Virgo concipiet, William Byrd (c. 1540-1623)
Behold, a virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel, God with us. Alleluia.
Ave Maria, Tomas Luis de Victoria (c.1548-1611)
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus [Christ]. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Dulces Voces

Intermission

Pastime with good company, Henry VIII (1491-1547)
La, la, la, je ne l’ose dire, Pierre Certon (d. 1572)
Long cold night, John Playford (1623-1686?), arr. by Jean Henderson
Lincoln Early Music Consort

Lo, How a Rose, Hymn #81
Verse 2: Dulces Voces
Angels, from the realms of glory, Hymn #93
Verse 3: Dulces Voces
Dulces Voces, Lincoln Early Music Consort & Congregation

Gabriel angelus apparuit, Herman Mathias Werrecoren (fl. 1522-1550)
The [Arch]angel Gabriel appeared to Zachariah, saying: A son shall be born to you, his name shall be called John: And many shall rejoice at his birth. For he will be great in the sight of the Lord. Wine and strong drink he will not use.
Puer natus est nobis, Cristobal de Morales (c. 1500-1553)
A boy is born to us, And a son is given to us, upon whose shoulders authority rests, and His name will be called “The Angel of Great Counsel”. Sing to the Lord a new song, because he has done the miraculous. Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit. As it was in the beginning, and is now, and always will be, in every human generation. Amen.
Ubi caritas, Maurice Duruflé (1902 – 1986)
Where charity and love are, God is there. Christ’s love has gathered us into one. Let us rejoice and be pleased in Him. Let us fear, and let us love the living God. And may we love each other with a sincere heart. Where charity and love are, God is there. As we are gathered into one body, Beware, lest we be divided in mind. Let evil impulses stop, let controversy cease, And may Christ our God be in our midst. Where charity and love are, God is there. And may we with the saints also, see Thy face in glory, O Christ our God: The joy that is immense and good, Unto the ages through infinite ages. Amen.
O magnum mysterium, Ivo Antognini (1963)
O great mystery and wonderful sacrament, that animals should see the new-born Lord lying in a manger! O blessed is the Virgin, whose womb was worthy to bear Christ the Lord. Alleluia!
Dulces Voces

Ave maris stella, Anonymous (14th Century)
Mariam matrem virginum, Anonymous (14th Century)
Cantate Domino, Hans Leo Hassler (1548-1612)
Lincoln Early Music Consort

Noel, noel, noel, Antoine Busnois (c. 1430-1492)
Dulces Voces & Lincoln Early Music Consort

Dulces Voces

Colleen Baade
Curt Butler
Holly Heffelbower
Roger Hochstetler
Jackie Josten
John Mills
Jennifer Stevens
Laura Waldman

Lincoln Early Music Consort

Paul Burrow: recorder, krummhorn, sackbut, viol, percussion
Carole Goebes: recorder, krummhorn, shawm, viol
Jean Henderson: recorder, viol, percussion
Bob Haack: sackbut, percussion
Genevieve Randall: recorder, krummhorn, percussion

Icon of Gabriel: Anne Sheedy Gardner

Songs of Love & Piety
June 17, 2017, 7:30 PM
St. Mark’s on the Campus Episcopal
Lincoln, Nebraska

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Songs of Love & PietySongs of Love & Piety is a concert of vocal music performed by the “sweet voices” of Dulces Voces.

Saturday, June 17, 2017
7:30 PM
St. Mark’s on the Campus Episcopal Church
1309 R Street (13th & R)
Lincoln, Nebraska

This concert features sacred and secular vocal music from the 14th to the 20th century, and from the Iberian peninsula to South America.

Freewill offerings are welcomed. We look forward to seeing you there!


Printable program

Program

O vos omnes, Tomás Luis de Victoria (1548–1611)
O all ye that pass by the way, attend and see: If there be any sorrow like to my sorrow.
Attend, all ye people, and see my sorrow: If there be any sorrow like to my sorrow.

O vos omnes, Pablo Casals (1876-1973)
O all ye that pass by the way, attend and see: If there be any sorrow like to my sorrow.
Attend, all ye people, and see my sorrow: If there be any sorrow like to my sorrow.

La rosa enflorece, Traditional Sephardic, arr. Angelina Figus
The rose flowers in May.
My soul dims, suffering from love.
Nightingales sing and sigh of love
And passion kills me, increasing my pain.
Come more quickly, my dove,
More quickly to me,
More quickly you my soul: I feel myself dying.

Cuando el Rey Nimrod, Ladino Folksong
When King Nimrod went out into the fields
He looked at the heavens and at all the stars
He saw a holy light above the Jewish quarter
A sign that Abraham our father was about to be born
Abraham our father, beloved father
Blessed father, light of Israel.
Then he commanded all the midwives
That every pregnant woman
Who did not give birth to her baby would be killed at once
because Abraham our father was going to born.
Terach’s wife became pregnant
and day after day he asked her
Why do you look so distraught?
She already knew the good that she had within her.
Let us greet the godfather and also the circumciser
Because of his virtue may the Messiah come
To redeem all Israel
Surely we will praise the true redeemer
The true redeemer of Israel.

Ojos claros serenos, Eduardo Grau (1919–2006)
Eyes serene, so clear, if you are praised for your kindly gaze why, when you look at me, do you look angry? If, when you are kinder, you look more beautiful to the beholder, do not look at me with anger, so that you do not appear less beautiful. Ah, raging torments! Eyes serene, so clear, even if you look at me like that, at least you look at me.
Se equivocó la paloma, Carlos Guastavino (1912-2000)
The dove was wrong. The dove was mistaken. To travel north she flew south, believing the wheat was water. Believing the sea was sky, that the night was dawn. That the stars were dew, that the heat was snowfall. Your skirt your blouse your heart, her home. She fell asleep on the shore, you at the tip of a branch.

O Virgo splendens, Llibre Vermell de Montserrat (14th Century)
O resplendent Virgin, here on the high mountain, glowing with miraculous wonders where the believers from everywhere ascend.
Ah, with your gentle loving eye behold those caught in the bonds of sin, to let them not suffer the blows of Hell, but let them be with the blessed by your intercession.

Iam nubes/Iam novum, The Montpellerier Codex (13th Century)
Part 1:
Now is the cloud dispersed, now appears the Milky Way, now is the flower plucked from the thorn, now rises Mary.
Now is the light seen, now is the path revealed; now may pious Mary pray for us, that we may enjoy the glory.
Part 2:
Now the new star rises, now appears the Milky Way; now is born of Judea, now rises, Mary.
Now is heaven opened to us, now may Christ give us joy in the heavenly court, whose daughter and mother you are, O Mary.

O Crux, Ferdinand Sor (1778-1839)
O hail the cross, our only hope in this passion tide.
Grant increase of grace to believers and remove the sins of the guilty.

Christus factus est, Vicente Goicoechea (1854-1916)
Christ became obedient for us unto death,
even to the death of the cross.
Response. Therefore God exalted Him and gave Him a Name which is above all names.

Audivi vocem de caelo, Duarte Lôbo (1563-1646)
I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord.
Oculi mei, Estêvão Lopes Morago (1567-1643)
My eyes are ever upon the Lord: for he shall pluck my feet out of the snare. Turn to me, and have mercy upon me.

Imperayritz — Verges ses par, Anonymous Spanish (14th Century)
Empress of the joyful city of paradise, where eternal happiness cleansed of sin exists, full of virtue,
Mother of God by divine wish. Gentle Virgin with angelic face, thus in God’s eyes most gracious,
Be patient with the important faithful who pray to the celestial King.
Merciful Virgin without peer, we trust in you to defend us from evil and not to be desolated by our daily and ordinary failing.
Above all, shelter us under your royal cloak of mercy, since whoever is abundant in virtue can transform muddy clay, human flesh being weak.

Mariam Matrem, Llibre Vermell de Montserrat (14th Century)
Praise Mary, the Virgin Mother, exalt Jesus Christ wholeheartedly.
Mary sanctuary of ages, protect us. Jesus, our protecting refuge, hear us.
You are both already fully among us, truly a safe place of shelter.

Cantiga 166: Como podens per sas culpas, Alfonso X., el Sabio (1200-1277)
This is how Holy Mary cured in Her church in Salas a man who was crippled in his body and limbs.
“As men may be paralyzed because of their misdeeds, so may they then be made whole by the Virgin.”
It happened that a man, because of sins he had committed, was crippled in his limbs from an illness he had suffered.
He remained thus for five years, unable to move, so badly twisted were all the members of his body.
Because of this terrible infirmity that he had, he promised that if he got well, he would go to Salas at once and would offer Holy Mary a pound of wax each year.
He got well immediately and had no further complaints.
For this miracle they thanked and praised Holy Mary because She frees the sick from suffering and pain, and furthermore,
She is always praying for us sinners, hence we should all forever be Her loyal subjects.

 

Dulces Voces

Colleen Baade
Curt Butler
Holly Heffelbower
Roger Hochstetler
Jackie Josten
John Mills
Martha Tanner
Michael Tully
Laura Waldman


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The Montpellerier Codex, Part IV: Texts and Translations

Dulces Voces: First Friday at Turbine Flats
June 2, 2017, 5:15 p.m. – 6:40 p.m.

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First Friday #AtTheFlatsWe’ve been asked to sing in the beautiful Outlook Project Gallery at Turbine Flats for the first Friday of June. This space has a stunning acoustic, and it will be filled with art by Bryon Hartley, Wendy Jane Bantam, and a community Skateboard Art Show in honor of Precision Skateboard’s 31st Anniversary. If you ever wondered where early music and skateboard art intersected, it’s at the corner of 22nd and Y Streets this Friday. Admission is free and refreshments will be served. We start singing at 5:15.

Friday, June 2, 2017
Starting at 5:15 PM
Turbine Flats
2124 Y St
Lincoln, Nebraska

Dulces Voces

O vos omnes, Tomás Luis de Victoria (1548–1611)
O all ye that pass by the way, attend and see: If there be any sorrow like to my sorrow.
Attend, all ye people, and see my sorrow: If there be any sorrow like to my sorrow.

Oculi mei, Estêvão Lopes Morago (1567-1643)
My eyes are ever upon the Lord: for he shall pluck my feet out of the snare. Turn to me, and have mercy upon me.
O vos omnes, Pablo Casals (1876-1973)
O all ye that pass by the way, attend and see: If there be any sorrow like to my sorrow.
Attend, all ye people, and see my sorrow: If there be any sorrow like to my sorrow.

Ojos claros serenos, Eduardo Grau (1919–2006)
Eyes serene, so clear, if you are praised for your kindly gaze why, when you look at me, do you look angry? If, when you are kinder, you look more beautiful to the beholder, do not look at me with anger, so that you do not appear less beautiful. Ah, raging torments! Eyes serene, so clear, even if you look at me like that, at least you look at me.
Se equivocó la paloma, Carlos Guastavino (1912-2000)
The dove was wrong. The dove was mistaken. To travel north she flew south, believing the wheat was water. Believing the sea was sky, that the night was dawn. That the stars were dew, that the heat was snowfall. Your skirt your blouse, your heart her home. She fell asleep on the shore, you at the tip of a branch.

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Squash Animation

Dulces Voces

La rosa enflorece, Traditional Sephardic, arr. Angelina Figus
The rose flowers in May.
My soul dims, suffering from love.
Nightingales sing and sigh of love
And passion kills me, increasing my pain.
Come more quickly, my dove,
More quickly to me,
More quickly you my soul: I feel myself dying.

Cuando el Rey Nimrod, Ladino Folksong
When King Nimrod went out into the fields
He looked at the heavens and at all the stars
He saw a holy light above the Jewish quarter
A sign that Abraham our father was about to be born
Abraham our father, beloved father
Blessed father, light of Israel.
Then he commanded all the midwives
That every pregnant woman
Who did not give birth to her baby would be killed at once
because Abraham our father was going to born.
Terach’s wife became pregnant
and day after day he asked her
Why do you look so distraught?
She already knew the good that she had within her.
Let us greet the godfather and also the circumciser
Because of his virtue may the Messiah come
To redeem all Israel
Surely we will praise the true redeemer
The true redeemer of Israel.

Christus factus est, Vicente Goicoechea (1854-1916)
Christ became obedient for us unto death,
even to the death of the cross.
Response. Therefore God exalted Him and gave Him a Name which is above all names.

Audivi vocem de caelo, Duarte Lôbo (1563-1646)
I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord.

Phil Burcher of Precision Skateboards

Chris Steffen of Studio PH

Bryon Hartley, Glass Artist

Dulces Voces

Imperayritz — Verges ses par, Anonymous Spanish (14th Century)
Empress of the joyful city of paradise, where eternal happiness cleansed of sin exists, full of virtue,
Mother of God by divine wish. Gentle Virgin with angelic face, thus in God’s eyes most gracious,
Be patient with the important faithful who pray to the celestial King.
Merciful Virgin without peer, we trust in you to defend us from evil and not to be desolated by our daily and ordinary failing.
Above all, shelter us under your royal cloak of mercy, since whoever is abundant in virtue can transform muddy clay, human flesh being weak.

O Virgo splendens, Llibre Vermell de Montserrat (14th Century)
O resplendent Virgin, here on the high mountain, glowing with miraculous wonders where the believers from everywhere ascend.
Ah, with your gentle loving eye behold those caught in the bonds of sin, to let them not suffer the blows of Hell, but let them be with the blessed by your intercession.

Iam nubes/Iam novum, The Montpellerier Codex (13th Century)
Part 1:
Now is the cloud dispersed, now appears the Milky Way, now is the flower plucked from the thorn, now rises Mary.
Now is the light seen, now is the path revealed; now may pious Mary pray for us, that we may enjoy the glory.
Part 2:
Now the new star rises, now appears the Milky Way; now is born of Judea, now rises, Mary.
Now is heaven opened to us, now may Christ give us joy in the heavenly court, whose daughter and mother you are, O Mary.

Mariam Matrem, Llibre Vermell de Montserrat (14th Century)
Praise Mary, the Virgin Mother, exalt Jesus Christ wholeheartedly.
Mary sanctuary of ages, protect us. Jesus, our protecting refuge, hear us.
You are both already fully among us, truly a safe place of shelter.

Cantiga 166: Como podens per sas culpas, Alfonso X., el Sabio (1200-1277)
This is how Holy Mary cured in Her church in Salas a man who was crippled in his body and limbs.
“As men may be paralyzed because of their misdeeds, so may they then be made whole by the Virgin.”
It happened that a man, because of sins he had committed, was crippled in his limbs from an illness he had suffered.
He remained thus for five years, unable to move, so badly twisted were all the members of his body.
Because of this terrible infirmity that he had, he promised that if he got well, he would go to Salas at once and would offer Holy Mary a pound of wax each year.
He got well immediately and had no further complaints.
For this miracle they thanked and praised Holy Mary because She frees the sick from suffering and pain, and furthermore,
She is always praying for us sinners, hence we should all forever be Her loyal subjects.

Dulces Voces

Colleen Baade
Curt Butler
Holly Heffelbower
Roger Hochstetler
Jackie Josten
John Mills
Michael Tully
Laura Waldman

If you enjoyed us at First Friday, come hear us again on Saturday, June 17, 7:30 p.m., at St. Mark’s on the Campus (13th & R Streets).

Hodie!: A Cradle Hymn by David von Kampen

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David von KampenA Cradle Hymn by David von Kampen might have had a rocky start, if you’ll pardon the pun. But it has turned into one of our favorites, and a best selling piece on MusicSpoke. According to David, “I was sitting on the poem for awhile, I knew I wanted to eventually work it into a Howells-esque unaccompanied Christmas piece. I finally got around to doing it when there was a call for scores, a choir in Florida wanted Christmas music. So I wrote the piece over a weekend and sent it off. It didn’t get selected, so I sent it to the Concordia (Nebraska) choir and they premiered it.”

We hope you’ll join us to hear this modern lullaby. It may be cold and snowy, but we hope to bring some beauty and warmth to you tonight.

A Cradle Hymn
Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber;
Holy angels guard thy bed;
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head.

Sleep, my babe, thy food and raiment,
House and home, thy friends provide;
All without thy care, or payment,
All thy wants are well supplied.

How much better thou’rt attended
Than the Son of God could be,
When from heaven He descended,
And became a child like thee!

Soft and easy is thy cradle;
Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay,
When His birthplace was a stable,
And His softest bed was hay.

See the kindly shepherds round him,
Telling wonders from the sky!
When they sought Him, there they found Him,
With his Virgin-Mother by.

See the lovely babe a-dressing;
Lovely infant, how He smiled!
When He wept, the mother’s blessing
Soothed and hushed the holy child.

Lo, He slumbers in His manger,
Where the honest oxen fed;
–Peace, my darling! here’s no danger!
Here’s no ox a-near thy bed!

Mayst thou live to know and fear Him,
Trust and love Him all thy days;
Then go dwell forever near Him,
See His face, and sing His praise!

I could give thee thousand kisses,
Hoping what I most desire;
Not a mother’s fondest wishes
Can to greater joys aspire.
Isaac Watts (17 July 1674 – 25 November 1748)

Hodie!: The Angel Gabriel

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Gabriel Icon, written by Anne Sheedy GardnerThe Archangel Gabriel is an important part of the Christmas story. He is the messenger who visits Mary and announces she will give birth to Jesus. He is the subject of one of our favorite carols,  and we have sung the story of his visit countless times over the years. But music is not the only art form that tells stories. That’s why we are thrilled to have this messenger with us on Saturday evening in the form of an icon. Local artist Anne Sheedy Gardner created, or “wrote,” it using traditional techniques from the sixteenth century and earlier. She used clay, gesso, ground pigments, egg tempura, and 24 karat gold, praying through each brushstroke.

“I encountered my first icons at an early age growing up in San Francisco and then again as a music conservatory student in Rome when I was a teenager.  They called to me. There is tremendous peace in doing this focused, contemplative practice. There is great humility in offering oneself to this process with the hope of eventually helping others in their own spiritual practices.  Sacred art can illuminate all our lives and bring us peace.”

Anne currently studies the Prosopon School Russian influenced/Byzantine techniques with iconographer, Jane Tan Creti. She was educated in Rome, New York City, and London. She recently retired from teaching music at Peru State College. She is on the faculty of the School of Sacred Art in New York City and lives in Lincoln, Nebraska. We hope you will spend a few moments with Gabriel on Saturday evening before or after the concert, or during intermission.

Alma redemptoris mater
Loving Mother of the Redeemer, who remains the gate by which we mortals enter heaven, and star of the sea, help your fallen people who strive to rise. You who gave birth, amazing nature, to your sacred Creator, Virgin prior and following, taking from the mouth of Gabriel that Hail! Have mercy on our sins.

Hodie!
December 17, 2016, 7:30 PM
Holy Trinity Episcopal
Lincoln, Nebraska

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Hodie! December 17, 2016, 7:30 pmHodie! is a Christmas concert of vocal and instrumental music, performed by the “sweet voices” of Dulces Voces and their guests the Lincoln Early Music Consort.

Saturday, December 17, 2016
7:30 PM
Holy Trinity Episcopal Church
60th & A Streets
Lincoln, Nebraska

This concert’s repertoire spans 700 hundred years, and includes music by Victoria, Praetorius, and Palestrina.

Freewill offerings are welcomed.  We look forward to seeing you there!


Program

Hodie Christus natus est, Giovanni Bassano (ca. 1558-1617)
Today Christ is born:
Today the Savior appeared:
Today on Earth the Angels sing,
Archangels rejoice:
Today the righteous rejoice, saying:
Glory to God in the highest.
Alleluia.

Ein kind geborn zu Bethlehem, Michael Praetorius (ca. 1571-1621)
A child is born at Bethlehem for whom Jerusalem rejoices. Alleluia,
He lies here in the manger who reigns eternally. Rejoice in the Lord. Alleluia
The ox and the donkey recognize that the child is the Lord. Rejoice in the Lord. Alleluia
The kings come from Sheba, they bring gold, incense and myrrh. Rejoice in the Lord. Alleluia
In this Christmas season may God be praised for ever. Rejoice in the Lord. Alleluia
We praise the Holy Trinity from now to eternity. Rejoice in the Lord. Alleluia
The serpent could not poison Him, as His blood is without sin. Alleluia.

He is like us in flesh, but we are not the same in sin. Alleluia.
Thus he will make us like Him in God’s Heavenly Kingdom. Alleluia.
For such a grace, let us give eternal praise to God. Alleluia.
Praise be to the Holy Trinity, now and throughout eternity. Alleluia.

Dulces Voces

Hark! The herald angels sing, Hymnal #87
Angels we have heard on high, Hymnal #96
Congregation, Dulces Voces, and Lincoln Early Music Consort

Quem vidistis pastores, Hans Leo Hassler (1564-1612)
Mascarada, Anonymous
Ballet, Anonymous
Carol for Christmas Day, William Byrd (1543-1623)
Paduan, Maurice Webster ( c.1600-1635)
Lincoln Early Music Consort

O magnum mysterium, Estêvão Lopes Morago (ca. 1575-1630)
O great mystery
and wonderful sacrament,
that animals should see the new-born Lord
lying in a manger!
O blessed is the Virgin, whose womb
was worthy to bear Christ the Lord.
Hail Mary, full of grace: the Lord is with you.
Blessed is the Virgin whose womb
was worthy to bear Christ the Lord.
Alleluia!

Virgen bendita sin par, Pedro de Escobar (ca. 1465-1535)
O matchless, blessed Virgin, source of all virtue, you are worthy of praise.
You, holy Empress, destroyed deceit and remedied the evil of sinful people.
You, Lady, want to give the grace of angels so that we may not sin against the one who was pleased to take on human flesh.

Oh Reyes Magos benditos, Juan del Encina (1468-1529)
Oh blessed Magi! Since you are so beloved of God, be my guard and advocates.
Be my guard on this earth that I may not fall into its snares and my advocates in heaven that I may see you there.
So that through you there may be great pardon for my sins, be my guard and advocates.

Dulces Voces

Verbum caro factum est, Anonymous (16th c.)

For the salvation of us all.
And the Virgin spoke to Him:
Life of my life,
My son, what shall I do,
having nothing in which to dress you?
O you the rich of this world,
will you not give a swaddling cloth
to Jesus, born amidst the beasts
as you may behold?

Dulces Voces and Lincoln Early Music Consort

Intermission

Ne timeus Maria, Tomas Luis de Victoria (c.1546-1611)
O nobilis nativitas/O mira Dei/O decus virgineum/Apparuit, Anonymous (14th c.)
Alleluya, Anonymous (14th c.)
Courant, Johann Krosch (fl.17th c.)
Volta, Christian Töpffer (fl.17th c.)
Lincoln Early Music Consort

A Cradle Hymn, David von Kampen (born 1986)
There is no rose of swych vertu, Anonymous (ca. 1420)

There is no rose of equal virtue
Of the rose that bore Jesus.
Alleluia.

For in this rose contained was
Heaven and earth in little space
marvelous thing.

Be that rose we may well see
That he is God in persons three
of equal form.

The angels sang to the shepherds:
“Gloria in excelsis Deo.” (Glory to God in the highest)
let us rejoice!

Leave we all this worldly mirth,
And follow we this joyful birth
let us go across! (from worldy to heavenly things)

Before the paling of the stars, James Lavino (born 1973)

Alma redemptoris mater, Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina (1525-1594)

Loving Mother of the Redeemer, who remains the gate by which we mortals enter heaven,
and star of the sea, help your fallen people who strive to rise:
You who gave birth, amazing nature, to your sacred Creator:
Virgin prior and following, taking from the mouth of Gabriel that Hail! have mercy on our sins.

Dulces Voces

In the bleak midwinter, Hymnal #112
Love came down at Christmas, Hymnal #84
Congregation, Dulces Voces, and Lincoln Early Music Consort

Hodie Christus natus est, Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina (1525-1594)
Today Christ is born:
Today the Savior appeared:
Today on Earth the Angels sing,
Archangels rejoice:
Today the righteous rejoice, saying:
Glory to God in the highest.
Alleluia.

Dulces Voces and Lincoln Early Music Consort

Dulces Voces

Colleen Baade
Curt Butler
Holly Heffelbower
Roger Hochstetler
Jackie Josten
John Mills
Jennifer Stevens
Martha Tanner
Laura Waldman

Lincoln Early Music Consort

Paul Burrow, recorders, cornamuse, krummhorn
Carole Goebes, recorders, viols, krummhorn
Bob Haack, percussion
Jean Henderson, recorder, viol
Genevieve Randall, recorders, krummhorn
Michael Tully, baritone


Evening Song: Rest, Ralph Vaughan Williams with text by Christina Rossetti

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Hear this live Saturday, June 4, 2016 | 7:30 PM | St. Matthew’s Episcopal | Lincoln, Nebraska

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Christina Rossetti (1830 – 1894)
Christina Rossetti (1830 – 1894)

Christina Rossetti was an English poet of the Victorian era. She and Elizabeth Barrett Browning are considered the greatest female poets of their time. Rossetti’s poetry was also famously set in the popular Christmas songs, In the Bleak Midwinter and Love Came Down at Christmas. We feel fortunate to sing Ralph Vaughan Williams’ stunning setting of Rest (text below).

O Earth, lie heavily upon her eyes;
Seal her sweet eyes weary of watching, Earth;
Lie close around her; leave no room for mirth
With its harsh laughter, nor for sound of sighs.
She hath no questions, she hath no replies,
Hushed in and curtained with a blessed dearth
Of all that irked her from the hour of birth;
With stillness that is almost Paradise.
Darkness more clear than noon-day holdeth her,
Silence more musical than any song;
Even her very heart has ceased to stir:
Until the morning of Eternity
Her rest shall not begin nor end, but be;
And when she wakes she will not think it long.

Rossetti experimented with many poetic forms, and followed the Romantic tradition of meditations on death and loss. Rest follows that tradition, using the Italian Sonnet form (abba abba bcb ddc). Vaughan Williams’ phrasing masterfully follows the speech rhythm and line length of the poetry while adding an emotional undercurrent that cannot be expressed in words. You probably won’t hum this tune as you leave the concert. Instead, you will certain to carry it with you when you leave, in the “silence more musical than song.”

The performance of Rest below is by the King’s Singers.

Evening Song: Lamentation Over Boston, William Billings

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William Billings (1746 –1800)
William Billings (1746 –1800)

William Billings was born in Boston, and is largely regarded as America’s first choral composer. He was dedicated to the art of singing, and listed as “singing master” in the Boston city directory until 1798. Billings lived during a violent period of America’s history. The Revolution began when he was 29-years old, and lasted until after his death, nearly half of his life. Billings’ Lamentation Over Boston bases its text on Psalm 137 (below), drawing parallels between the Israelites’ lamentation over the destruction of Jerusalem and the unrest of his native Boston. It is a powerful and passionate piece of American history.

Psalm 137, King James Version
By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.
If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
Remember, O Lord, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.
O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.
Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.

Below is a performance by the Minneapolis-based group, Cantus. We are very pleased that one of our former members, Chris Foss, sings, arranges, and programs music for that stunning group of singers.