SCHUBERT MASS IN G MAJOR

arr. Ēriks Ešenvalds

Danny Boy (Frederic Edward Weatherly) O Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling from glen to glen and down the mountainside. The summer’s gone, and all the roses falling, It’s you, it’s you must go and you must bide.

But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow or all the valley’s hushed and white with snow, Yes I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow, O Danny Boy, O Danny Boy, I love you so. But when I come, and all the flow’rs are dying If I am dead, as dead I well may be, I’ll come and find the place where you are lying and kneel and say an “Ave” there for me.

And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me and all my grave will warmer, sweeter be for you will bend and tell me that you love me, and I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.

Kaitlin Foley, soprano soloist Dan Richardson, bass soloist

Charles Villiers Stanford Three Motets

Justorum Animae (Wisdom, III.) Justorum animae in manu Dei sunt, et non tanget illos tormentum malitiae. Visi sunt oculis insipientium mori, illi autem sunt in pace. The souls of the just are in the hand of God, and the torment of malice shall not touch them: in the sight of the unwise they seemed to die, but they are in peace.

Coelos Ascendit Hodie (“Gen Himmel aufgefahren ist”) Coelos ascendit hodie, Jesus Christus Rex gloriae, Alleluia! Sedet ad Patris dexteram, Gubernat coelum et terram, Alleluia! Jam finem habent omnia, Patris Davidis carmina, Alleluia! Jam Dominus cum Domino, Sedet in Dei solio, Alleluia! In hoc triumpho maximo, Benedicamus

Domino, Alleluia! Laudatur Sancta Trinitas, Deo dicamus gratias, Alleluia! Amen. Today Jesus Christ, the King of glory, has ascended into the heavens, Alleluia! He sits at the Father’s right hand, ruling heaven and earth, Alleluia! Now are David’s songs fulfilled, now is the Lord with his Lord, Alleluia! He sits upon the royal throne of God, in this his greatest triumph, Alleluia! Let us bless the Lord: let the Holy Trinity be praised, Alleluia! Let us give thanks to the Lord, Alleluia! Amen.

Beati Quorum Via (Psalm 119) Beati quorum via integra est, qui ambulant in lege Domini. Blessed are the undefiled in the way, who walk in the law of the Lord.

Alexia Rivera, soprano soloist Emily Price, alto soloist

Seán Doherty

I Am The World (Dora Sigerson Shorter) I am the song, that rests upon the cloud;

I am the sun: I am the dawn, the day, the hiding shroud,

When dusk is done.

I am the changing colours of the tree;

The flower uncurled: I am the melancholy of the sea;

I am the world.

Of song and shine, of changing leaf apart,

Of bud uncurled: With all the senses pulsing at my heart,

I am the world.

One day the song that drifts upon the wind

Michael McGlynn Aisling

Katherine Young Steele, oboe

arr. Mark Sirett The Wild Rover

I’ve been a wild rover for many a year, And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer, And now I’m returnin’ with gold in great store, And I never will play the wild rover no more.

Refrain: And it’s no, nay, never, No nay never no more, Will I play the wild rover No never, no more.

I went to an ale-house I used to frequent, And I told the landlady my money was spent. I asked her for credit, she answered me “Nay, Such a custom as yours I could have any day.”

I shall not hear; Nor shall the rosy shoots to eyes grown blind

Again appear.

I shall arise, and like a shooting star

Slip from my place; So lingering see the old world from afar

Revolve in space.

And know more things than all the wise may know

Till all be done; Till One shall come who, breathing on the stars,

Blows out the sun.

Then out o’ my pocket I took sov’reigns bright, And the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight. She said, “I have whiskey and wines of the best, And the words that I spoke, they were only in jest.”

I’ll go home to my parents, confess what

I’ve done, And I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. And if they caress me as oft’ times before, Sure I never will play the wild rover no more.