Four Estonian Lullabies - Veljo Tormis

I. I sing for my child

II. Its time for the little berry to sleep

Hushaby, lullaby!
I sing for my child
like a duck for her duckling
a heath hen for her darling
a crane for her deary.

Sleep, sleep, little berry

doze, doze, deary!
Time for the little berry to sleep,
time for my deary to doze.

III. Let the cradle swing

Hushaby, lullaby, let the cradle swing!
Let sleep come!
Doggy came to meet us,
a stick in his paw, a sack on his back,
large boots on.

When will the cock come home,

when will the chick go to work,
when will the little berry go to sleep,
when will deary doze off?
IV. Lulling
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby!
(Sleeping Lake) (Georgian Traditional)

No movement in the woods.

Sleeping birds among the hissing leaves.
The approaching darkness of night
gives nature sweet sleep.
htul (Evening) - Prt Uusberg
The little bird grows silent as the wind blows.
The small flower falls asleep, caressed by the dew.
Twilight blushes as she kisses the night.
The forest trees sleep in memory and silence.
They are wistful for my song, now a silent memory,
as it paddles far away.

Special Thanks to:

Reverend Andrew Gready
Church of St. John and St. Philip
Christina Edelen

FROM MONTEVERDI TO MNTYJRVI

SUNDAY, JUNE 5, 2016
CHURCH OF ST. JOHN AND ST. PHILIP

MADELINE LUCY SMITH TIM BRAITHWAITE

BENJAMIN JAGO LARHAM HIDDE KLEIKAMP
JONATHON ADAMS JACOB GRAMIT

Ubi Caritas
Abendlied

Programme

Maurice DURUFL (1902 - 1986)

Joseph RHEINBERGER (1839 - 1901)

Salva nos, domine

Sestina: Lagrime damante al sepolcro dellamata
Incenerite spoglie, avara tomba
Ma te raccoglie, o ninfa, in grembol cielo
Into thy hands

Jean MOUTON (1459 - 1522)

Claudio MONTEVERDI
(1567 - 1643)
Jonathan DOVE (b. 1959)

Neli eesti hllilaulu (Four Estonian Lullabies)

Veljo TORMIS (b. 1930)
Laulan lapsele (I sing for my child)
Marjal aega magada (Its time for the little berry to sleep)
Lase kiik kia! (Let the cradle swing!)
iutus (Lulling)
Down to the River to Pray
arr. Lane PRICE (b. 1975)
Loch Lomond
arr. Jonathan QUICK (b. 1970)
I love, alas, I love thee
Go, Lovely Rose
Come Away, Death
htul

Thomas MORLEY (1557 - 1602)

Craig GALBRAITH (b. 1975)
Jaakko MNTYJRVI (b. 1963)

(Sleeping lake)

arr. Benjamin Jago LARHAM

Prt UUSBERG (b. 1986)

The Parting Glass

And So It Goes

arr. Jacob GRAMIT

arr. Bob CHILCOTT (b. 1955)

Ubi Caritas - Maurice Durufl

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. Amen.
Abendlied - Joseph Rheinberger
Bide with us, for evening shadows darken,
and the day will soon be over.

Salva nos, domine - Jean Mouton

Save us, Lord, keep watch while we sleep,
that awake, we may watch with Christ,
and asleep, we may rest in peace.

Sestina: Tears of a Lover at the Tomb of His Beloved - Claudio Monteverdi

O ashes of my beloved, the meagre tomb
lit by my earthly sun is now my heaven.
Alas, I grieve. I come to bury you in the earth.
My heart is buried with thee, as my love is buried within my breast.
And night and day, Glauco lives in tears,
in fire, in pain, in bitterness and torment.
Receive, O Nymphs, in the lap of heaven.
I look to thee for the earth is widowed,
deserted are the woods, and the rivers are filled with tears.
The Dryads and the Nymphs echo sorrowful Glaucos lament
and sing over his beloveds breast.
Into thy hands (a setting of two prayers of St. Edmund) - Jonathan Dove
Into thy hands, O Lord and Father, we commend our souls and our bodies, our parents
and our homes, friends and kindred. Into thy hands, O Lord and Father, we commend
our benefactors and brethren departed. Into thy hands, O Lord and Father, we commend
all thy people faithfully believing, and all who need thy pity and protection. Enlighten us
with thy holy grace, and suffer us nevermore to be separated from thee.
Lord Jesus Christ, mercifully grant to me that the rest of my pilgrimage may be directed
according to thy will, that the rest of my life may be completed in thee and my soul may
deserve to enjoy thee, who art eternal life. Into thy hands.