Kaleigh Sutula, soprano - soloist

Lord help the po’ and the needy, in this lan’

In that great getting up morning we shall face another sun.

Lord help the po’ and the needy, in this lan’

Lord help the motherless children in this lan’

In that great getting up morning we shall face another sun.

Lord help the motherless children in this lan’

Lord help the long tongue liars in this lan’

In that great getting up morning we shall face another sun.

Lord help the long tongue liars in this lan’

Traditional Spiritual

Rebecca Castillo, soprano - Kaleigh Sutula, alto - Wayne Ashley, tenor

Don’t be weary, traveler, come along home to Jesus!

Weary traveler, come along home, with thy burden!

All ye that labor, and are heavy laden,

Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me;

For my yoke is easy, my burden is light,

And ye shall find rest unto your souls!

Amen!

Traditional Spiritual, Matthew 11:28-30

God’s a gonna trouble de water.

Wade in de water, oh wade in de water children,

wade in de water,

‘Cause my God’s a gonna trouble de water.

See him all dressed in red,

God’s a gonna trouble de water.

Well, it mus’ be da children dat Moses led, yes,

God’s a gonna trouble de water!

Traditional Spiritual

Alphonso Seals, tenor

There’s no rain to wet you.

Oh yes, I want to go home.

There’s no sun to burn you

Oh, yes I want to go home.

There’s no hard trials

Oh, yes, I want to go home.

There’s no whips a-crackin’

Oh, yes I want to go home.

There’s no stormy weather

Oh, yes I want to go home.

Traditional Spiritual

Jack Byrom, tenor

Done made my vow to the Lord and I never will turn back.

I will go, I shall go to see what the end will be.

When I was a moaner just like you

I moaned and I moaned ‘til a I came through.

When ev’ry star refused to shine,

I know King Jesus will be mine.

Done made my vow to the Lord and I never will turn back.

I will go, I shall go to see what the end will be.

Traditional Spiritual

Emily Wolfe, soprano - Wayne Ashley, tenor - Ryan Stickney, alto

Where you bound? Bound for Canaan’s land.

Poor and needy though I be,

I’m bound for Canaan’s land.

God, my maker cares for me,

I’m bound for Canaan’s land.

Get on board, little children, get on board!

Get on board, little children, there’s room for many more!

Well, I wouldn’t take nothing for my journey now.

I’m bound for Canaan’s land.

Traditional Spiritual

My heart be brave, and do not falter so,

Nor utter more that deep, despairing wail.

Thy way is very dark and drear I know,

But do not let thy strength and courage fail;

For certain as the raven-winged night

Is followed by the bright and blushing morn,

Thy coming morrow will be clear and bright;

‘Tis darkest when the night is furthest worn.

Look up, and out, beyond surrounding clouds,

And do not in thine gross darkness grope,

Rise up, and casting off thy hind’ring shrouds,

Cling thou to this, and e’er inspiring hope:

Tho’ thick the battle and tho’ fierce the fight,

There is power in the making for the right.

James Weldon Johnson (1871-1938)

Ryan Brown, baritone

Let them go, let them go.

When Israel was is Egypt’s land,

Oppressed so hard they could not stand,

Go down, Moses, way down in Egypt’s land;

Tell ol’ Pharaoh, Let my people go.

Thus saith the Lord, bold Moses said,

If not I’ll smite your first-born dead,

Oh, Go down, Moses,

way down in Egypt’s land;

Tell ol’ Pharaoh ta let my people go.

No more shall they in bondage toil,

Let them come out with Egypt’s spoil,

Oh yes! Let my people go.

The Lord told Moses what ta do,

To lead the children of Israel through,

When they had reached the other shore,

They sang a song of triumph o’er

So let my people go.

Go down Moses, way down in Egypt’s land;

Tell ol’ Pharaoh, Let my people go.

I say: Let my people go.

Don’tcha hear me talkin’? Let them go.

I say let my people go!

Traditional Spiritual

Melanie Miller, soprano - Patrick Schneider, bass - Jeff Ragsdale, tenor

God Almighty bless you till we meet again.

Long fare you well, Lord, till we meet again.

We will all kneel together, till we meet again.

When we meet in heav’n we will part no more.

Long fare you well,

God almighty bless you till we meet again.

Traditional Spiritual

Ain’t gonna let nobody turn my round.

I’m gonna keep on a’ walkin’

keep on a’ talkin’, marchin’ up to freedom land.

Ain’t gonna let injustice turn me ‘round.

I’m gonna keep on a’ walkin’

keep on a’ talkin’, marchin’ up to freedom land.

Ain’t gonna let no hatred turn me ‘round,

I’m gonna keep on a’ walkin’

keep on a’ talkin’, marchin’ up to freedom land.

Ain’t gonna let nobody turn my round.

I’m gonna keep on a’ walkin’

keep on a’ talkin’, marchin’ up to freedom land.

Traditional Spiritual

Emily Wolfe, soprano - Amy Kerswell, soprano

Yo sueno de un nuevo amanacer. I dream of a new dawn.

Who are you that mumbles in the dark

Who are you that draws the veil across the stars?

Mage anagatha sinduwa. I sing for the future

Umaasa ako no may pagbabago I hope there is change

Atamanaa ‘an albashar yatealam an yu hib I hope that people learn to love.

Eu canto porque estau livre I sing because I am free

I am the one who dreamt a dream,

while still a serf of kings

A dream so strong, so brave, so true

that even yet it sings.

To build a homeland of the free. Free?

Give me your tired, give me your poor,

your huddled masses yearning to be free,

Give me the wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Wŏ mèngxiăngshe mĕhăo de wèilái. I dream of a better future.

Seigi o motomote I hope for justice.

Ich singe für eine Flucht aus der Welt. I sing for an escape from the world.

Còn uoć mong hoà biǹh. I dream of peace.

Mwen chante pou lapè sou Latè. I sing for peace.

Send these to me!

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!

For all the songs we’ve sung,

and all the dreams we’ve dreamed,

America was never America to me;

and yet I swear America will be!

Langston Hughes (1902-1967), J.T., alt;

Emma Lazarus (1849-1887), J.T., alt;

Students from the Freedom High School Chorus, Orlando, Florida

My Lord, what a mornin’,

when de stars begin to fall.

Done quit all my worl’ly ways,

jine dat hebbenly ban’.

Oh, my Lord, what a mornin’

when de stars begin to fall.

Revelation 8:10

Alphonso Seals, tenor

We shall overcome some day.

Deep in my heart, I do believe:

We shall overcome some day.

We’ll walk hand in hand some day.

Deep in my heart I do believe:

We shall overcome some day.

We shall live in peace some day.

Deep in my heart, I do believe;

We shall overcome some day.

We are not afraid today.

Deep in my heart I do believe;

We shall overcome.

Gospel song associated with the Civil Rights Movement

Emily Wolfe, soprano - Amy Kerswell, soprano - Melanie Miller, soprano - Skyler Blair, soprano

Drinkin’ of the wine, O yes, my Lord.

I oughta bin to heaven ten thousand years,

drinkin’ of the wine.

If my mother ask for me,

tell her death done summon me.

I oughta bin to heaven ten thousand years,

drinkin’ of the wine.

Ain’t but one thing I done wrong:

stayin’ in the wilderness mos’ too long.

I oughta bin to heaven ten thousand years,

drinkin’ of the wine.

Eatin’ of the bread, O yes, my Lord.

I oughta bin to heaven ten thousand years,

drinkin’ of the wine.

Traditional Spiritual