The Best of Seraphic Fire
October 9–12, 2025
JAMES K. BASS, CONDUCTOR
Bach Motets
November 13-16, 2025
Naples | Coral Gables | Fort Lauderdale | Boca Raton
’Twas
The Night Before Christmas
December 6-16, 2025
Fort Lauderdale | Coral Gables | Miami | Boca Raton | Cutler Bay | Naples
Gospel
January 15-18, 2026
Boca Raton | Coral Gables | Fort Lauderdale | Naples
American Folk
February 19-22, 2026
Naples | Coral Gables | Fort Lauderdale | Miami Beach
Candlelight
March 19-22, 2026
Naples | Coral Gables | Fort Lauderdale | Boca Raton
Surround Sound
April 9-12, 2026
Boca Raton | Coral Gables | Fort Lauderdale | Miami Beach
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The Best of Seraphic Fire
Thu, Oct 9, 2025 | 7:30 pm | St. Sophia Greek Orthodox, Miami
Fri, Oct 10, 2025 | 7:30 pm | St. Philip’s Episcopal, Coral Gables
Sat, Oct 11, 2025 | 7:30 pm | All Saints Episcopal, Ft. Lauderdale
Sun, Oct 12, 2025 | 4:00 pm | St. Gregory’s Episcopal, Boca Raton
James K. Bass, conductor
Invocation William Billings (1746-1800)
I Will Lift Mine Eyes Jake Runestad (b.1986)
Karitas Habundat Hildegard von Bingen (1098-1179)
Ubi Caritas Maurice Duruflé (1902-1986)
Funeral Ikos John Tavener (1944-2013)
Earth Song Frank Ticheli (b.1958)
Ev’ry Time I Feel the Spirit Arr. William L. Dawson (1899-1990)
My Lord, what a mornin’ H.T. Burleigh (1866-1949)
Daniel, Daniel, Servant Of The Lord
Arr. Undine Smith Moore (1904-1989)
Ave Maria Josquin des Prez (c.1440-1521)
Salve Regina Tomás Luis de Victoria (1548-1611)
Regina caeli laetare
Alleluia Randall Thompson (1899-1984)
The Coolin Samuel Barber (1910-1981)
O Magnum Mysterium Morten Lauridsen (b.1943)
I Am Dominick DiOrio (b.1984
Padre Nuestro Alvaro Bermudez (b.1973)
Cachita Rafael Hernández (1892-1965)
SOPRANO
Elisse Albian
Jessica Beebe
Rebecca Myers
Maia Sumanaweera
ALTO
Alex Colaizzi
Amanda Crider
Gabriela Estephanie Solís
TENOR
Aaron Cates
Andrew Fuchs
Nick Karageorgiou BASS
Eric Alatorre
Steven Eddy
Lovell Rose
James K. Bass, conductor
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Invocation
William Billings (1746-1800)
Majestic God our muse inspire, And fill us with seraphic fire, Augment our swells, our tones refine, Performance ours, the glory thine.
I Will Lift Mine Eyes
Jake Runestad (b.1986)
I will lift mine eyes unto the hills
From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the Lord, He is the maker of heav’n and earth. He will not let your foot be moved. He who keeps you will not slumber, not slumber, nor sleep.
The Lord is thy keeper
The Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not harm you by day
Nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all evil. He will keep your soul, He will keep your soul.
The Lord will keep your going out And your coming in
From this day forth forever more.
Karitas Habundat
Hildegard von Bingen (1098-1179)
Caritas habundat in omnia, De imis excellentissima super sidera, Atque amantissima in omnia, Quia summo Regi osculum pacis dedit.
Ubi Caritas
Maurice Duruflé (1902-1986)
Ubi caritas et amor, Deus ibi est. Congregavit nos in unum Christi amor. Exultemus, et in ipso iucundemur. Timeamus, et amemus Deum vivum. Et ex corde diligamus nos sincero. Amen.
Love abounds in everything, From the lowest depths to the highest stars, And is loving to all, For the supreme King gave a kiss of peace.
Where charity and love are, God is there. Christ’s love has gathered us into one. Let us rejoice and be pleased in Him. Let us fear, and let us love the living God. And may we love each other with a sincere heart. Amen.
Funeral Ikos
John Tavener
(1944-2013)
Why these bitter words of the dying, O brethren, which they utter as they go hence?
I am parted from my brethren. All my friends do I abandon, and go hence.
But whither I go, that understand I not, neither what shall become of me yonder; only God who hath summoned me knoweth.
But make commemoration of me with the song: Alleluia.
But whither now go the souls?
How dwell they now together there?
This mystery have I desired to learn, but none can impart aright.
Do they call to mind their own people, as we do them?
Or have they forgotten all those who mourn them and make the song: Alleluia.
We go forth on the path eternal, and as condemned, with downcast faces, present ourselves before the only God eternal.
Where then is comeliness? Where then is wealth?
Where then is the glory of this world? There shall none of these things aid us, but only to say oft the psalm: Alleluia.
If thou hast shown mercy unto man, o man, that same mercy shall be shown thee there; and if on an orphan thou hast shown compassion, the same shall there deliver thee from want. If in this life the naked thou hast clothed, the same shall give thee shelter there, and sing the psalm: Alleluia.
Youth and the beauty of the body fade at the hour of death, and the tongue then burneth fiercely, and the parched throat is inflamed.
The beauty of the eyes is quenched then, the comeliness of the face all altered, the shapeliness of the neck destroyed; And the other parts have become numb, nor often say: Alleluia.
With ecstasy are we inflamed if we but hear that there is light eternal yonder;
That there is Paradise, wherein every soul of Righteous Ones rejoiceth. Let us all, also, enter into Christ, that all we may cry aloud thus unto God: Alleluia.
Earth Song
Frank Ticheli (b.1958)
Sing, be, live, see
This dark stormy hour
The wind, it stirs
The scorched Earth cries out in vain
Oh war and power, you blind and blur
The torn heart cries out in pain
But music and singing have been my refuge
And music and singing shall be my light
A light of song, shining strong Hallelujah, hallelujah
Through darkness and pain and strife
I’ll sing, I’ll be, live, see
Peace
Ev’ry Time I Feel the Spirit
Arr. William L. Dawson (1899-1990)
Ev’ry time I feel the Spirit, Moving in my heart, I will pray; Yes, Ev’ry time I feel the Spirit, Moving in my heart, I will pray. Upon the mountain my Lord spoke, Out of His mouth came fire and smoke; Looked all around me, it looked so fine, Till I asked my Lord if all was mine.
Ev’ry time I feel the Spirit, Moving in my heart, I will pray; Yes, Ev’ry time I feel the Spirit, Moving in my heart, I will pray.
Jordan river is chilly an’ cold, It chills the body, but not the soul; There ain’t but one train upon this track, It runs to heaven an’ right back.
Ev’ry time I feel the Spirit, Moving in my heart, I will pray; Yes, Ev’ry time I feel the Spirit, Moving in my heart, I will pray.
My Lord, what a mornin’ H.T. Burleigh (1866-1949)
My Lord what a mornin’, Oh my Lord what a mornin’, When de stars begin to fall, 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, When de stars begin to fall.
Oh, the King cried, “Oh! Daniel, Daniel” Arr. Undine Smith Moore (1904-1989)
Oh, the King cried, “Oh! Daniel, Daniel” A that a Hebrew Daniel, Servant of the Lord!
Among the Hebrew nation. One Hebrew, Daniel was found. They put him in a the lion’s den. He stayed there all night long.
Oh, the King cried, “Oh! Daniel, Daniel” A that a Hebrew Daniel, Servant of the Lord!
Now the king in his sleep was troubled, And early in the morning he rose, To find God had sent a his angel down To lock the lion’s jaws!
Oh, the King cried, “Oh! Daniel, Daniel” A that a Hebrew Daniel, Servant of the Lord!
Ave Maria
Josquin des Prez (c.1440-1521)
Ave Maria, gratia plena
Dominus tecum, Virgo serena. Ave cujus conceptio, Solemni plena gaudio, Caelestia, terrestria, Nova replet laetitia.
Ave, cujus nativitas
Nostra fuit solemnitas, Ut lucifer lux oriens
Verum solem praeveniens.
Ave pia humilitas, Cujus annunciatio. Nostra fuit salvatio. Ave vera virginitas, Immacula castitas, Cujus purificatio
Nostra fuit purgatio.
Ave, praeclara omnibus Angelicis virtutibus, Cujus fuit assumptio
Nostra glorificatio.
O Mater Dei, Memento mei.
Amen.
Salve Regina
Tomás Luis de Victoria (1548-1611)
Salve Regina, Mater Misericordiae
Vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra, Salve!
Ad te clamamus, exsules filii [ H]evae
Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes
In hac lacrimarum valle
Eja ergo, Advocata nostra
Illos tuos misericordes oculos ad nos converte
Et Jesum, benedictum fructum ventris tui
Nobis, post hoc exilium, ostende
O clemens, O pia, O dulcis Virgo Maria
Hail Mary, full of grace, The Lord is with thee, serene Virgin. Hail, thou whose conception, Full of great joy, Fills heaven and earth With new gladness. Hail, thou whose nativity Became our great celebration, As the light-bearing Morning Star anticipates the true Sun.
Hail, faithful humility, Fruitful without man, Whose annunciation Was our salvation.
Hail, true virginity, Immaculate chastity, Whose purification Was our cleansing. Hail, glorious one In all angelic virtues, Whose assumption Was our glorification.
O Mother of God, Remember me. Amen.
Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of mercy, [Hail] our life, our sweetness and our hope! To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve, to thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley of tears. Turn, then, most gracious advocate, thine eyes of mercy toward us, and after this, our exile, show unto us the blessed fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.
Regina caeli laetare
Tomás Luis de Victoria (1548-1611)
Regina coeli laetare, Alleluia. Quia quem meruisti portare, Alleluia.
[Iam] Resurrexit sicut dixit, Alleluia. Ora pro nobis Deum. Alleluia.
Alleluia
Randall Thompson (1899-1984)
Alleluia, Amen. The Coolin
Samuel Barber (1910-1981)
Come with me, under my coat, And we will drink our fill
Of the milk of the white goat, Or wine if it be thy will. And we will talk, Until talk is a trouble, too, Out on the side of the hill; And nothing is left to do, But an eye to look into an eye, And a hand in a hand to slip; And a sigh to answer a sigh; And a lip to find out a lip!
What if the night be black!
And the air on the mountain chill!
Where the goat lies down in her track, And all but the fern is still!
Stay with me, under my coat!
And we will drink our fill
Of the milk of the white goat, Out on the side of the hill!
Queen of Heaven, rejoice, alleluia. For He whom you were worthy to bear, alleluia.
[Now] has risen, as He said, alleluia. Pray for us to God, alleluia.
O Magnum Mysterium
Morten Lauridsen (b.1943)
O magnum mysterium, Et admirabile sacramentum, Ut animalia viderent Dominum natum, Jacentem in Praesepio!
Beata Virgo, cujus viscera
Meruerunt portare
Dominum Christum. Alleluia!
I Am
Dominick DiOrio (b.1984)
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
Padre
Nuestro
Alvaro Bermudez (b.1973)
En el nombre del Padre, del hijo y del espiritu Santo
Amen
Padre nuestro, que estas en el cielo, Santificado sea tu nombre; Venga a nosotros tu reino; Hagase tu voluntad
En la tierra como en el cielo. Danos hoy nuestro pan de cada dia Y perdona nuestras ofensas, Como tambien nosotros perdonamos
A los que nos ofenden; No nos dejes caer en la tentacion, Y líbranos del mal.
Pues tuyo es el reino, Tuyo el poder y la gloria Por siempre, Señor.
Amen.
O great mystery, And wonderful sacrament, That animals should see the newborn Lord, Lying in a manger!
Blessed is the virgin, whose womb Was worthy to bear The Lord, Jesus Christ. Alleluia!
In the name of the Father, Of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit Amen
Our Father, who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name; Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, On earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread And forgive us our trespasses, As we forgive those Who trespass against us; Lead us not into temptation And deliver us from evil. For thine is the Kingdom, And the power and the glory Forever, and ever.
Amen.
Cachita
Rafael Hernández (1892-1965)
Óyeme, muchacha bonita.
Óyeme Cachita, traigo una rumbita
Pa’ que tu la bailes como bailo yo.
Muchacha bonita,
Mi linda Cachita
La rumba caliente es mejor que el fox.
Mira que se rompen ya de gusto
Las maracas,
Y el de los timbales
ya se quiere alborotar.
Se divierte así el francés
Y también el alemán
Y se alegra el irlandés
Y hasta el musulmán,
¡Como no!
¡Sí, señor!
Y si baila esto un inglés
Se le mete el alboroto
Y es pa’ que se vuelva loco
Hasta un japonés,
¡Como no!
¡Tú va’ a ver!
Pa’ la rumba no hay fronteras
Pues se baila hasta en el polo
Yo le he visto bailar solo,
Hasta un esquimal.
¡Como no!
¡Ya verá!
Y el que tenga algún pesar
Que se busque su Cachita
Y le diga: ven negrita
Vamos a rumbear
Óyeme, Cachita.
Listen my beautiful girl.
My beautiful Cachita, I bring a little party
So you can dance it like I dance it.
Pretty girl,
My beautiful Cachita
The hot rumba is better than fox.
Look how they are already breaking with joy
The maracas,
And the one with the timpani
He already wants to stir up trouble.
The Frenchman is having fun
And also the German
And the Irishman is happy
And even the Muslim,
Of course!
Yes sir!
And if an Englishman dances this
He gets into a ruckus
And it’s enough to make him go crazy
Even a Japanese,
Of course!
You’ll see!
There are no borders for partying
Well, you can even dance at the pole
I have seen him dance alone
Even an Eskimo
Of course!
You’ll see!
And whoever has any complaints
Let’s look for Cachita
And I tell her: come boldly
Let’s party
Listen to me, Cachita.
