The Polyphony Project - "Songs of our Fathers" (MIT Concert August 26 2015)

by Adam Kurihara

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released September 24, 2015

Soprano: Carey Shunskis, Cindy Liu, Jess Rucinski
Alto: Claire Shepro, Sophie Michaux, Rachel Kurihara
Tenor: Max Parsons, Brett Kostrzewski
Bass: Adam Kurihara, Adam Simon, Kevin Neel

Rachel Kurihara, direction

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Track Name: Now Shall My Inward Joy Arise
Now shall my inward joys arise,
And burst into a song;
Almighty love inspires my heart,
And pleasure tunes my tongue.

God on his thirsty Zion hill
Some mercy drops has thrown,
And solemn oaths have bound his love
To shower salvation down.

Why do we then indulge our fears,
Suspicions, and complaints?
Is he a God, and shall his grace
Grow weary of his saints?

Can a kind woman e'er forget
The infant of her womb?
And 'mongst a thousand tender thoughts
Her suckling have no room?

"Yet," saith the Lord, "should nature change,
And mothers monsters prove,
Zion still dwells upon the heart
Of everlasting love.

"Deep on the palms of both my hands
I have engraved her name;
My hands shall raise her ruined walls,
And build her broken frame?"
Track Name: The Promised Land (On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand)
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.

I am bound for the promised land,
I'm bound for the promised land,
Oh, who will come and go with me,
I am bound for the promised land

Oh, the transporting, rapt'rous scene,
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields array'd in living green,
And rivers of delight.

Fill'd with delight, my raptured soul
Would here no longer stay;
Though Jordan's waves around me roll,
Fearless I'd launch away.
Track Name: I Am the Rose of Sharon
I am the Rose of Sharon
and the lily of the valley.
As the Appletree, among the trees of the wood,
so is my Beloved among the Sons.
As the Lily among the thorns, so is my Love among the Daughters.

I sat down under his shadow with great delight,
And his fruit was sweet to my taste, taste.
He brought me to the Banqueting House,
His Banner over me was Love.

Stay me with Flagons,
Comfort me with Apples,
for I am sick, sick of Love.

I charge you, O ye Daughters of Jerusalem,
by the Roes and by the Hinds of the Field,
that you stir not up nor Awake,
Awake my Love till he please.

The voice of my Beloved,
Behold, he cometh,
Leaping upon the mountains,
skipping upon the Hills.

My Beloved spake and said unto me: rise up,
my Love, my fair one, and come away,
for Lo, the Winter is past,
the rain is over and gone.
Track Name: Etans Assis Aux Rives Aquatiques (Psalm 137)
French metrical version by Clément Marot:

Estans assis aux rives aquatiques
De Babylon, plorions mélancholiques,
Nous souvenant du païs de Syon:
Et au milieu de l'habitation,
Où de regret tant de pleurs espandismes,
Aux saules vers nos harpes nous pendismes

Lors, ceulx qui là captifs nous emmenèrent,
de les sonner fort nous importunèrent,
Et de Syon les chansons réciter:
Las, dismes nous, qui pourroit inciter
Nos tristes cueurs à chanter la louange,
De nostre Dieu, en une Terre estrange ?

Or toutefoys, puisse oublier ma dextre
L'art de harper, avant qu'on te voye estre
Ierusalem, hors de mon souvenir:
Ma langue puisse à mon palais tenir
St je t'oublie, et si jamais ay joye,
Tant que premier ta délivrance j'ose.

English Translation (NIV):

By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept
when we remembered Zion.
There on the poplars
we hung our harps,
for there our captors asked us for songs,
our tormentors demanded songs of joy;
they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
How can we sing the songs of the Lord
while in a foreign land?
If I forget you, Jerusalem,
may my right hand forget its skill.
May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth
if I do not remember you,
if I do not consider Jerusalem
my highest joy.
Remember, Lord, what the Edomites did
on the day Jerusalem fell.
“Tear it down,” they cried,
“tear it down to its foundations!”
Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction,
happy is the one who repays you
according to what you have done to us.
Happy is the one who seizes your infants
and dashes them against the rocks.
Track Name: Dios Itlaçonantzine
Nahuatl text:

Dios itlaçonantzine
cemicac ichpochtle
cenca timitztotlauhtiliya
ma topan ximotlatolti
yn ilhuicac ixpantzinco
in motlaçoconetzin Jesu Christo.

Ca onpa timoyeztica yn inahuactzinco
Yn motlaçoconetzin Jesu Christo
Track Name: Humble Suit of a Sinner
O Lord on whom I do depend,
behold my carefull heart:
And when thy will and pleasure is,
release me of my smart.

Thou seest my sorrowes what they are,
my griefe is know to thee:
And there is none that can remove,
or take the same from me.

But onely thou whose aid I creve
whose mercy still is prest,
To ease all those that come to thee,
for succour and for rest.

And sith thou seest my restless eyes,
my teares and grievous grone
Attend unto my suit O Lord,
mark well my plainte and mone.

For sin hath so inclosed me,
and compast me about:
That I am now remediless,
if mercy help not out.

For mortall man cannot release,
or mitigate this paine:
But even thy Christ, my Lord and God,
who for my sins was slaine.

Wherefore this is yet once againe
my suit and my request
To grant me pardon for my sin,
that I in thee may rest.

Then shall my heart and tongue also
be instruments of praise:
And in thy Church and hose of Saints
sing Psalmes to thee alwaies.
Track Name: Infelix Ego
Infelix ego, omnium auxilio destitutus, qui caelum terramque offendi:
quo ibo? quo me vertam? ad quem confugiam? quis mei miserebitur?
Ad caelum levare oculos non audeo, quia ei graviter peccavi,
in terra refugium non invenio, quia ei scandalum fui.
Quid igitur faciam? desperabo?
Absit, misericors est Deus, pius est Salvator meus.

Solus igitur Deus refugium meum, ipse non despiciet opus suum,
non repellet imaginem suam.

Ad te igitur, piissime Deus, tristis ac maerens venio,
quoniam tu solus spes mea, tu solus refugium meum.
Quid autem dicam tibi? cum oculos levare non audeam?
verba doloris effundam, misericordiam tuam implorabo et dicam:
miserere mei Deus, secundum magnam misericordiam tuam.


English Translation by Edward Tambling:

Unlucky me! Bereft of all aid, who against heaven and earth have offended.
Where shall I go? Where shall I turn? To whom shall I flee? Who will have pity on me?
I do not dare to lift up mine eyes to the heavens, because I have gravely sinned against them.
I find no refuge on earth, because I have been a disgrace to it.
What, therefore, am I to do? Shall I despair?
Let it be far off: God is merciful; my Saviour is kind.

Therefore, God alone will be my refuge: he will not despise the work of his hands,
nor repel his own image.

Therefore, to thee, most loving God, do I come, sad and grieving:
for thou alone art my hope, thou alone my refuge.
But what am I to say to thee, since I dare not lift up mine eyes?
I shall pour out words of sorrow, implore thy mercy and say:
"have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy great mercy."
Track Name: Who is This That Cometh from Edom?
Who is this that cometh from Edom,
with dyed garments from Bozrah?
Who is he and what is his name?

His name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor,
the mighty mighty God,
the everlasting Father,
the Prince of Peace,
the great I Am,
the First and Last,
the Alpha and Omega,
Shiloh, God with us, Emanuel,
the Lord our Righteousness,
the Seed of the Woman, Serpent Bruiser,
Son of Man, Son of God,
Friend to Man.
Equal with the Father,
Grace and Truth.

Mercy and truth are met together.
Righteousness and peace have kissed each other.

Now is the hour of darkness come
And Jesus waits to hear his doom.
The Roman speaks, the Jews reply,
“His blood be on us, let him die.”

Death and despair, what do I see?
The Lamb of God hang on a tree,
With rusty nails his body tore,
And bloody sweat from every pore
Runs plenteous down.

Hark how he groans, his bitter cries
The rocks have split, but see, he dies.

Now is the hour of darkness past.
Christ has assumed his reigning power.
Behold the great Accuser cast
Down from the skies to rise no more.

Old Adam the first, excited by Lust,
And Eve the seducer entailed the curse,
But Adam the second, our Saviour and King,
has made the Atonement and freed us from sin.

O that men would praise the Lord.
Praise him for creating power,
Praise him for redeeming love.
Hallelujah, praise ye the Lord.
Track Name: Zion (Come, Let us arise)
Come, let us arise, and go up to the top of the mount Zion,
and view her towers;
behold her mighty walls and her bulwarks of everlasting strength.
Here we will exult and sing,
What hill or mountain is like thee, what hill or mountain is like thee, O thou celestial light!
View from her brilliant tops
the hills and mountains round about her, cover’d with desolation
Return, mine eyes, come home, come home; once more explore this holy hill.
This is the hill of God’s abode, This is the hill of God’s abode, His everlasting throne.
No noxious air can reach me here, No sickness, pain nor death and fear. This is the hill I will adore;
I’ll tarry here for evermore.
Track Name: Idumea (And am I born to die?)
And am I born to die?
To lay this body down?
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown,

A land of deepest shade,
Unpierced by human thought,
The dreary regions of the dead,
Where all things are forgot?

Soon as from earth I go,
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be:

Waked by the trumpet's sound,
I from my grave shall rise,
And see the Judge, with glory crowned,
And see the flaming skies!
Track Name: My Shepherd Will Supply My Need
My Shepherd, you supply my need,
most holy is your name;
in pastures fresh you make me feed,
beside the living stream.
You bring my wand'ring spirit back.
when I forsake your ways;
you lead me, for your mercy's sake,
in paths of truth and grace.

When through the shades of death I walk,
your presence is my stay;
one word of your supporting breath
drives all my fears away.
Your hand in sight of all my foes,
does still my table spread;
my cup with Blessings overflows,
your oil anoints my head.

Your sure provisions gracious God
attend me all my days;
oh, may your house be my abode,
and all my work be praise.
Here would I find a settled rest,
while others go and come;
no more a stranger, nor a guest,
but like a child at home.
Track Name: O Jesus, I Know Thou Art Mine
O Jesus, my savior, I know Thou art mine;
For Thee all the pleasures of sin I resign.
Of objects most pleasing I love Thee the best;
Without Thee I'm wretched, but with Thee I'm blest.

The Spirit first taught me to know I was blind,
Then taught me the way of salvation to find;
And when I was sinking in gloomy despair,
Thy mercy relieved me and bid me not fear.

In vain I attempt to describe what I feel;
The language of mortals or angels would fail;
My Jesus is precious, my soul's in a flame;
I'm raised to a rapture while praising His name.

I find Him in singing, I find Him in prayer;
In sweet meditation He always is near;
My constant companion, O may we ne'er part;
All glory to Jesus, He dwells in my heart.

Then millions of ages my soul would employ
In praising my Jesus, my love and my joy
Without interruption, when all the glad throng,
With pleasures unceasing unite in the song.
Track Name: Joys Above His Power
Why should this earth delight us so?
Why should we fix our eyes
On these low grounds where sorrows grow,
And every pleasure dies ?

While time his sharpest teeth prepares
Our comforts to devour,
There is a land above the stars,
And joys above his power.

Nature shall be dissolved and die,
The sun must end his race,
The earth and sea for ever fly
Before my Savior's face.

When will that glorious morning rise?
When the last trumpet sound,
And call the nations to the skies,
From underneath the ground?
Track Name: New Britain (Amazing Grace)
Amazing grace how sweet the sound
that saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost but now am found,
was blind but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
and grace my fears relieved;
how precious did that grace appear
the hour I first believed!

Through many dangers, toils, and snares
I have already come;
'tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
and grace will lead me home.
Track Name: Applause
*clap clap clap*