Spring Choral Concert with
Senior Recognition
Friday, May 15th, 2026 | 7:30 pm
A. F. Siebert Chapel
Kenosha, WI
program
El Grillo Joshua Desprez (c. 1450–1521)
Both Sides Now Joni Mitchell, arr. Tim Brent
Lincoln Chamber Singers
Margaret Burk, conductor
Prayer of the Children Kurt Bestor, arr. Andrea S. Klouse
Children Will Listen Stephen Sondheim, arr. Mark Brymer from Into the Woods (1930-2021)
On Children
Ysaye M. Barnwell
The Storm is Passing Over
Layla Nemri, student conductor
Voces Aquae
Polly Amborn, conductor
Gregory Berg, accompanist
Donald Vail, arr. Adam and Matt Podd
Arrow Jocelyn Hagen
Što mi e milo
Yonder Come Day
How Do I Love Thee?
Macedonian Folk song, arr. Daniel Hughes
Hayden Izumi, student conductor
Senior Recognition
Vox Ignis
Margaret Burk, conductor
Trad. Georgia Sea Islands Melody, arr. Paul John Rudoi
Melissa Cardamone, accompanist
Nathan Christensen
Singkap Siaga Tracy Wong
Katherine Rieckmann, soloist
Senior Recognition
My Heart Be Brave Marques L. A. Garrett
Carthage Treble Choir
Polly Amborn, conductor
Gregory Berg, accompanist
Indlu yeGagu
Sipho Sithole, arr. Size Mondlane Transcribed by Michael Barrett
To See the Sky Jocelyn Hagen
Past Life Melodies
Sarah Hopkins
Lincoln Alex Berko
Senior Recognition
Caledonia
Dougie MacLean, arr. Blake Morgan
Carthage Choir
Margaret Burk, conductor
Melissa Cardamone, accompanist
Chase Juster, baritone
Colin Campbell, tenor
Arielle Allen
Lorelai Amborn
Ella Bergfeld^
Vian Caskey
Alexander Clarksen
Avery Conger
lincoln chamber singers
Rees Davies
Madison Edge^
Morgan Elliott
Brayden Follett
Ayden Hughes-Massey^
Hayden Izumi
Diana Albiter
Jaci Alvarez
Zalena Bradshaw
Hannah Brush
Ciara Church
Julia DeFauw
Maddie Depa
Xian Ding
Emma Faucault
DJ Gartshore
Grace Grassinger
Anaya Gray
Destiny Greathouse
voces aquae
MayaGriffin
Grace Hagemeyer
Raynae Hensel*
Shakira Johnson
Lauren Krakora
Olivya Lang
Rosalia Locascio
Chaeylah Maldonado*
Asher McHugh
Norah McIntire
Ally Menyes
Miranda Michals
Chase Juster^
Trevor Milne^
Jada Moss^
Layla Nemri
Annaliese Ruhs^
Liev Schiffman
Ayden Wildman^
Ssanyu Nambeguya
Layla Nemri
Christabell Niwagaba
Shannon Pasters
Cartherine Penney
Lottie Prather
Kaylie Szczepanik
Heaven Tanner
Lacey Thompson*
Dani Tranchita
Carmen Zamudio Alfaro
Ava Zepka
Alex Benassi
Aiden Benewich
Samuel Bergamo
Olivier Blonvia
John Cargille^
Angel Cervantes
Dee Drain-Majors^
Christopher Duffey
Julian Ivkovich
Hayden Izumi
Tom Kintz
Marcus Lemons
Celeste Morris
Davi Muller
Terrek Schjoth
Trevor Sinclair
Kelly Steele
Marshall Taylor
Jon Wainwright
Ayden Wildman^
Dom Wiszowaty
vox ignis
Erin Barr
Lydia Berryman
Natalie Boggs
Lorna Bonertz
Ava Bucur
Makenna Case
Ella Christensen
Avery Conger
Hannah Covalt
Julie Delgado
Hannah Duda
Beverly Duo
Brianna Frohning
Gaby George
Addision Goss
Alle Gourlie
Morgan Gray
Ella Hale
Kennedy Hancock^
carthage treble choir
S. Heard
Raynae Hensel
Avery Jones
Kiley Kennedy^
Chloe Klingsten
Magdalen Kolar
Ava Lea
Jayde Mabin
Jillian Maiers
Chaeylah Maldonado*
Mariel McCloud
Ava McClure^
Kylene McNesse
Ellis Medina
Marin Miller
Sam Morphew^
Layla Musich
Piper Nelson*
Arielle Allen
Lorelai Amborn
Kinsey Bakhaus
Tessa Baty*^
Ella Bergfeld*^
Benjamin Breitbach^
Colin Campbell^
John Cargille^
Vian Caskey
Alexander Clarksen
Rees Davies
Rebecca DeBoer
Madison Edge+
Morgan Elliott
Michelle Nguyen
Maggie O'Connell
Ellie Pavletich
Cartherine Penney*
Cassandra Rannie
Katherine Rieckmann
Anna Riess
Cora Schaum
Evy Schutter
Annie Sheahan
Amber Sherman
Lacey Thompson
Julia Urso
Addison Waldo
Ash Wilcox
Addison Wytonick
Sugar Wradislavsky
Violet Zopler
carthage choir
Skylar Farr^
Emma Faucault
Brayden Follett
Freya Haugen
Sarah Hege
Hannah Hoang
Hayden Izumi*+
Chase Juster^
J.P. Lucas
Trevor Milne^
Jada Moss^
Jake Muller
Layla Nemri*
Morgan Pickar
*Officers +Section Leaders ^Seniors
Chase Portner+
Winter Roland
Maria Romero
Annaliese Ruhs*^+
Andre'a Santoyo^
Aubree Simon
Liev Schiffman
Shiloh Wheeldon^
Ayden Wildman^
text and translations
El Grillo
El grillo è buon cantore
Che tiene longo verso
Dalle beve, grillo canta
Ma non fa come gli altri uccelli
Come li han cantato un poco
Van de fatoo in altro loco
Sempre el grillo sta pur saldo
Quando la maggior el caldo
Alhor canta sol per amore
Both Sides Now
I really don't know love I really don't know love at all
Rows and floes of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere
Looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun
They rain and they snow on everyone
So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way
I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down and still somehow It's cloud illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all
Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way that you feel
As every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show And you leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away
I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take and still somehow It's love's illusions that I recall I really don't know love I really don’t know clouds I really don't know love at all
~ Joni Mitchell, adapt. Tim Brent
The
Cricket
The cricket is a good singer
Who can hold long notes
After drinking, the cricket sings
But he doesn't do like the other birds
Once they've sung a little bit
They go somewhere else
The cricket instead stand firm
When it's very hot out
He sings only for the love of it
Prayer of the Children
Can you hear the prayer of the children, Abandoned in the shadow of an unknown room?
Empty eyes with no more tears to cry, turning heavenward toward the light.
Crying Jesus, help me to see the morning light of one more day.
But if I should die before I wake, I pray my soul to take.
Can you feel the hearts of the children, aching for Home, for something of their very own?
Reaching hands with nothing to hold on to, but hope for a better day.
Crying Jesus, help me to feel the love again in my own land,
But if unknown roads lead away from home, give me loving arms, ‘way from harm.
Can you hear the voice of the children, softly pleading for silence in a shattered world?
Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate, blood of the innocent on their hands.
Crying Jesus, help me to feel the sun again upon my face. For when darkness clears I know you're near, bringing peace again.
Da li čujete sve dječe molitve?
(Can you hear the prayer of the children?)
~ Kurt Bestor
text and translations
Children Will Listen
How do you say to a child in the night, “Nothing’s all black, but then nothing’s all white?”
How do you say, “It will all be all right” when you know that it mightn’t be true? What do you do? What do you leave to your child when you're dead? Only whatever you put in its head. Things that your mother and father had said, which were left to them too. Careful what you say.
Careful the things you say, children will listen
Careful the things you do, children will see and learn. Children may not obey, but children will listen. Children will look to you for which way to turn, to learn what to be.
Careful before you say "Listen to me." Children will listen.
Careful the wish you make, wishes are children. Careful the path they take-wishes come true, not free.
Careful the spell you cast, not just on children. Sometimes the spell may last past what you can see, and turn against you…
Careful the tale you tell. That is the spell Children will listen
~Stephen Sondheim
On Children
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and the daughters of life’s longing for itself. They come through you, but they are not from you, and though they are with you, they belong not to you.
You can give them your love, but not your thoughts; they have their own thoughts. You can house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in a place of tomorrow, Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You can strive to be like them, but you can not make them just like you.
~ Kahlil Gibran
The Storm is Passing Over
Have courage my soul, And let us journey on. Though the night is dark, And I am far from home. Thanks be to God, the morning light appears.
The storm is passing over The storm is passing over, The storm is passing over, Hallelujah!
~Charles Albert Tindley
text and translations
Arrow
you aim at the center of the eye you gather all landscape around that single point: if a bird-ribbon flies across the edge if a cloud teases the sun you gather all to the one point there is only one
you are let go you are no longer grasped empty air surrounds you you no longer lean against the bow your hock is free you are free you are in danger
remember the center all of you remembers the center
you are moving along an invisible track (you make it yourself) straight as your spine is straight
~Ruth Whitman
Što mi e milo
Što mi e milo, milo I drago, vo Struga grada, mamo, dukjan da imam.
Lele varaj, mome, mome Kalino, vo Struga grada, mamo, dukjan da imam
Koga na voda, voda mi odat
so tija stomni, mamo, stomni šareni.
Lele varaj, mome, mome Kalino, so tija stomni, mamo, stomni šareni.
Na ovoj izor, izvor studenitam da se s družki, mamo, s družki soberat.
Lele varaj, mome, mome Kalino, tam da se s družki, mamo, s družki soberat.
~Trad. Macedonian
How nice it is to me
How nice it is to me, nice and dear
In Struga town, mama, that I own a shop
Oh, hurry up, lassie Kalina!
In Struga town, mama, that I own a shop
When they go to the water
With these clay jugs, mama, colorful clay jugs
Oh, hurry up, lassie Kalina
With these clay jugs, mama, colorful clay jugs
At this well, cold well, there to be with friends
mama, with friends they gather
Oh hurry up, lassie Kalina mama, with friends they gather
Yonder Come Day
Oh day, yonder come day. Day done broke inna my soul, yonder come day. Good mornin' day, yonder come day. A brand new day, yonder come day. Oh come on child.
Hush, hush, somebody's callin' my name. Hush, somebody's callin' my name. Hush, hush, somebody's callin' my name. Oh my Lord, oh my Lord what shall I do?
Oh day, yonder come day. I was on my knees, yonder come day. When I heard him say, yonder come day. Oh come on child, Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus. Steal away, steal away, I ain't got long to stay here. Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home.
Oh day, yonder come day. Good mornin' day, yonder come day. A brand new day, yonder come day. Oh come on child, yonder come day. Day done broke inna my soul, yonder come day.
~Trad. Georgia Sea Islands
text and translations
How Do I Love Thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways! I love thee like the earth and sky and will throughout my days.
I love thee in the morning and I love thee in the night, and if you ask me how I feel, I’m doin’ all right.
My life is dark without you and I love you for light that seems to gather ‘round whenever you’re in sight.
I love thee from the smallest little detail of thy face, and I love thee to the greatest distance measurement can trace.
More precious than diamonds, you are my luxury, but I could never give you up; you’re my necessity. This love I give you freely, this love I give is pure, and I love you with a passion you ain’t ever known before.
~Nathan Christensen, after Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Singkap Siaga
Singkap siaga
To open and be ever ready
To open and be ever ready (remaining text is vocables that imitate Malaysian instruments used in puppet theatre)
My heart be brave
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 own gross darkness grope, Rise up, and casting off thy hind’ring shrouds, Cling thou to this, and ever inspiring hope: Tho’ thick the battle and tho’ fierce the fight, There is a power making for the right.
~ James Weldon Johnson
Indlu yeGagu
Indlu yegag’iyanetha
Mfaz’okhulumayo
Indlu yegag’ iyanetha
Mfaz’ othethayo
Indlu yeGagu
Iyanetha
Umfazi osisilumko
Uyayakha indlu yakhe
Kuba iyachithwa
Xa izandla zesidenge
text and translations
Shona Chant:
Sarudza kuvaka
Pane kuparara
Vaka kana
Kuparara
Mukadzi akachenjera
Anovaka imba yake
Asi benzi rinoputsa
Imba yaro namaoko aro
The house of the ‘expert’ has many cracks (is leaking)
For she talks too much (about other people’s affairs)
The house of the ‘expert’ has many cracks (is leaking)
For she talks too much (about other people’s affairs)
The house of the ‘expert’ has many cracks (is leaking)
A wise woman
Builds her own house
But it (the house) is destroyed By the hands of the foolish
Choose to build than to destroy
Build or Destroy
A wise woman builds her own house but if she is foolish, she destroys it with her own hands
text and translations
To See the Sky
One by one, like leaves from a tree, All my faiths have forsaken me; But the stars above my head Burn in white and delicate red, And beneath my feet the earth Brings the sturdy grass to birth. I who was content to be But a silken-singing tree, But a rustle of delight In the wistful heart of night, I have lost the leaves that knew Touch of rain and weight of dew. Blinded by a leafy crown I looked neither up nor down— But the little leaves that die Have left me room to see the sky; Now for the first time I know Stars above and earth below.
~Sara Teasdale
Lincoln
Whose lonely soul God kindled is here remembered by a people their conflict healed by the truth that marches on (Presented in fragments)
~dedicatory inscription at Washington National Cathedral for the statue of Abraham Lincoln bidding farewell to his friends at Springfield, Illinois (1861), composed (1984) by Francis B. Sayre Jr., dean emeritus of the cathedral
Caledonia
I don't know if you can see the changes that have come over me In these last few days, I've been afraid that I might drift away So I've been telling old stories, singing songs that make me think about where I came from And that's the reason why I seem so far away today
But let me tell you that I love you, And I think about you all the time Caledonia, you're calling me, And now I'm going home If I should become a stranger, You know that it would make me more than sad Caledonia's been everything I've ever had
And I have tried and I’ve kept on trying Stolen dreams, yes, there's no denying I've traveled hard, with conscience flying Somewhere with the wind
Let me tell you… Now I'm sitting here before the fire The empty room, the forest choir The flames that couldn't get any higher Well they've withered, now they've gone
But I'm steady thinking, my way is clear And I know what I will do tomorrow When the hands have shaken, the kisses flowed Then I will disappear
Let me tell you that I love you And I think about you all the time Caledonia, you're calling me And now I'm going home If I should become a stranger you know it would make me more than sad Caledonia's been everything I've ever had Caledonia, you’re calling me And now I’m going home
~Dougie Maclean, adapt. Blake Morgan
Honors Recital
Saturday, May 16, 2026 • 2 p.m.
A. F. Siebert Chapel
Arts at Carthage acknowledges that the land on which our building stands is part of the traditional Potawatomi, Sioux, Peoria, Kickapoo, and Miami peoples past, present, and future. These homelands reside along the southwest shores of Michigami, North America’s largest system of freshwater lakes. We honor with gratitude the land itself, and the people who have stewarded it throughout the generations. Many Indigenous peoples thrive in this place—alive and strong, and this calls us to commit to continuing to learn how to be better stewards of the land we inhabit as well.