Monday, May 8, 2017

Sky Lights, Pipes and Mozart

Exsultate, jubilate, K. v, 165
 
Rejoice, be glad,
O you blessed souls,
Rejoice, be glad,
Singing sweet songs;
In response to your singing
Let the heaven sing forth with me.
 
We treated ourselves to a splendid Soli Deo Musica concert at our church yesterday.
The Festival Choir of Faith Lutheran Church, conducted by Dr. David Johnson,
joined with the orchestra, organist Beverley Duffy, and harpist Mary Foss
to lift us to the heights of spirit.
 
For me, the heart of the concert wasn't Mozart--
it was the Celtic Concerto for Harp and Strings by Catrin Finch.
1. Jig a jig
2. Hiraeth (felt like an elegy)
3. Solstsice
 
The Festival Choir finished with Wolfgang's
 Vesperae solennes de Confessore, K. V. 339.
 
The vespers ended with the Canticle Magnificat
 
My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath
rejoiced. For He hath regarded the lowliness of His
hand-maiden. For behold, from henceforth, all
generations shall call me blessed. 
 
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5 comments:

helen tilston said...

Hello Becky,

Your concert sounds fabulous and I can almost hear the music from here.

I can imagine you all left singing

Have a wonderful week

Helen xx

Nib's End said...

It appears to me as though the architect also made his contribution to the service.

On Good Friday our music director opened the service with, of all things, the theme from the movie Arrival played by a chamber orchestra. It was a stroke of genius! The piece is incredibly moving and I will never hear it again without thinking of Christ at prayer in the garden the night he was betrayed.

tammy j said...

oh my goodness!
look at the heights it reached!
right up to the sky and beyond.
it must have been glorious.
indeed you said it was!
xo

Linda P said...

An inspirational place to enjoy a concert for both players and listeners. Daytime musical recitals are held in our city's Anglican Cathedral and it's enjoyable just to go in, sit quietly and listen to a soloist.

Dewena said...

To worship in music in this lovely sanctuary must be such a blessing. I would have loved to have sat there and heard it. You really got this experience through to your reader, Becky, in elegant simplicity.