
I WILL LIFT UP MINE EYES

TUESDAY, MARCH 11 at 7:30 p.m.
TUESDAY, MARCH 11 at 7:30 p.m.
Tuesday, March 11, 2025 at 7:30 p.m.
Hodgson Concert Hall
UGA Performing Arts Center
Daniel Shafer, Conductor
Thomas Dixon, Graduate Assistant and Conductor
Aimee Li, Accompanist
Women’s Glee Club
Daniel Shafer, Conductor
Josh Wagner, Graduate Assistant & Conductor
Haoying Wu, Accompanist
Men’s Glee Club
Daniel Shafer, Conductor
Shelby Laird, Graduate Conductor
Rayvon Love, Graduate Assistant
Eva Panagou, Accompanist
Jan Dismas Zelenka (1679 – 1745)
Psalm Setting for Soprano, Choir and Orchestra
Scholars believe this setting of the penitential Psalm 50 was written by Bohemian composer Jan Dismas Zelenka for Holy Week in March of 1738. Although Psalm 50 belongs earlier in the Lenten liturgy, Zelenka’s dedication in the score is “to the glory of Christ who suffered,” a phrase he also penned in two of his other Holy Week compositions. Historical sources share that the Dresden court typically performed Miserere settings on Ash Wednesday and on Good Friday. This setting offers many opportunities for especially moving music.
This composition is unique from many of Zelenka’s late works in that it was one of his few compositions that were performed in Dresden after his death. Franz Schubert conducted the work in 1815, evidently as a penitential and petitioning psalm when facing the dangers of war between Prussia and Napoleon’s forces.
I. Miserere I
Miserere mei, Deus.
II. Miserere II
Miserere mei, Deus, secundum magnam misericordiam tuam; et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum, dele iniquitatem meam.
Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea, et a peccato meo munda me.
Quoniam iniquitatem meam ego cognosco, et peccatum meum contra me est semper.
Tibi soli peccavi, et malum coram te feci; ut justificeris in sermonibus tuis, et vincas cum judicaris.
Ecce enim in iniquitatibus conceptus sum, et in peccatis concepit me mater mea.
Ecce enim veritatem dilexisti; incerta et occulta sapientiae tuae manifestasti mihi.
Asperges me hyssopo, et mundabor; et super nivem dealbabor.
Have mercy on me, O God
Have mercy on me, O God, according to Your great mercy; according to the multitude of Your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions.
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.
For I acknowledge my transgressions, and my sin is always before me.
Against You, You only, have I sinned and done what is evil in Your sight, that You may be justified in Your words, and blameless in Your judgment.
Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity, and in sin my mother conceived me.
Behold, You desire truth in the inward parts, and in the hidden part You will make me to know wisdom.
Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; and I shall be whiter than snow.
Auditui meo dabis gaudium et laetitiam, et exsultabunt ossa humiliata.
Averte faciem tuam a peccatis meis, et omnes iniquitates meas dele.
Cor mundum crea in me, Deus, et spiritum rectum innova in visceribus meis.
Ne projicias me a facie tua, et spiritum sanctum tuum ne auferas a me.
Redde mihi laetitiam salutaris tui, et spiritu principali confirma me.
Docebo iniquos vias tuas, et impii ad te convertentur.
Libera me de sanguinibus, Deus, Deus salutis meae, et exsultabit lingua mea justitiam tuam.
Domine, labia mea aperies, et os meum annuntiabit laudem tuam.
Quoniam si voluisses sacrificium, dedissem utique; holocaustis non delectaberis.
Sacrificium Deo spiritus contribulatus; cor contritum et humiliatum, Deus, non despicies.
Benigne fac, Domine, in bona voluntate tua Sion, ut aedificentur muri Jerusalem.
Tunc acceptabis sacrificium justitiae, oblationes et holocausta; tunc imponent super altare tuum vitulos.
Make me hear joy and gladness, that the bones You have broken may rejoice.
Hide Your face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities.
Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.
Do not cast me away from Your presence, and do not take Your Holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of Your salvation, and uphold me by Your generous spirit.
Then I will teach transgressors Your ways, and sinners shall be converted to You.
Deliver me from the guilt of bloodshed, O God, the God of my salvation, and my tongue shall sing aloud of Your righteousness.
O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth shall show forth Your praise.
For You do not desire sacrifice, or else I would give it; You do not delight in burnt offerings.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit, a broken and contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.
Do good in Your good pleasure to Zion; build the walls of Jerusalem.
Then You will be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, with burnt offerings and whole burnt offerings; then they shall offer bulls on Your altar.
Gloria Patri I
Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto.
Gloria Patri II
Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.
V. Sicut erat
Sicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper, et in saecula saeculorum. Amen.
IV. Miserere III
Miserere mei, Deus.
Adolphus Hailstork (b. 1941)
Psalm Cantata for Tenor, Choir, and Orchestra
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
Have mercy on me, O God.
Dr. Adolphus Hailstork was born and raised in upstate New York. He studied composition at Howard University. He spent a year in Fontainebleau, France, studying with notable teacher Nadia Boulanger, after which he received a master’s degree in composition at the Manhattan School of Music. Dr. Hailstork served in the Army for several years before completing a doctorate in composition at Michigan State University. He spent most of his teaching career at Norfolk State University, moving to Old Dominion University in 2000 before retiring in 2011.
In I Will Lift Up Mine Eyes, Hailstork sets three well-known psalms in a powerful conversation with each other. The first movement begins with rhythmic energy and bold harmonies. The soloist leads with “I will lift up mine eyes,” not as a question, but as a declaration of faith - they know that the maker of heaven and earth will provide for them.
The second movement draws on traditions from African American worship music. After an extended orchestral introduction, the choir enters on sighs of grief and despair, illustrating a faith shaken to its core. In a personal and very profound way, the tenor soloist interrogates the divine, asking “How long, O Lord, will Thou forget me?” Through a series of pleading questions, the soloist cries out for help and freedom from suffering.
The third movement begins with Dr. Hailstork’s added word, “Alleluia” in seven-part harmony before introducing a unison melody. The tenor soloist sings the text of Psalm 23, and the piece builds in excitement, culminating with joyous exclamations of “Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.” The movement ends contemplatively on a sustained “Alleluia”, and serves as a final moment for reflection.
I. I Will Lift Up Mine Eyes from Psalm 121: 1-4, 6-7
I will lift up mine eyes to the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh, surely cometh from the Lord, Maker of heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: He that keepeth thee will not slumber nor sleep. The sun will not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from evil: The Lord shall preserve thy soul!
II. How Long? from Psalm 13 1-2a, 3
How long, O Lord? How long? How long, O Lord, will Thou forget me? How long will Thou hide Thy face from me?
How long must I suffer anguish in my soul and grief in my heart?
Look and answer me, O Lord. Give light, O Lord, give light to my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death.
III. The Lord Is My Shepherd, Alleluia from Psalm 23
Alleluia!
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me beside still waters. He restoreth my soul.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me, They rod and Thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of my enemies: Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Alleluia!
Jerusalem - Traditional Irish
Michael McGlynn
Anna Bossert, Emaline Newbury, Lauren Smith, soloists
(Refrain)
Jerusalem, my happy home, When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see?
There’s cinnamon that scenteth sweet; There palms spring on the ground. No tongue can tell, no heart can think, What joy do there abound
(Refrain)
For evermore the trees bear fruit, And evermore they do spring; There evermore the saints are glad, And evermore they sing.
(Refrain)
There Magdalen she has less moan Like wise there she doth sing; The happy saints in harmony Through every street doth ring.
(Refrain)
Fair Magdalen hath dried her tears; She’s seen no more to weep, Nor wet the ringlets of her hair, To wipe our Saviour’s feet.
(Refrain)
La Fede
Gioacchino Rossini
Josh Wagner, graduate conductor
Allor che l’alma afflitta, Nei giorni aquilonar, Si sente in cor trafitta
La sua virtù mancar,
A star suddenly appears From the ether on the border, More powerful than reason, More ardent than the morning.
Un astro appar repente
Dell’etra in sul confin, Più che ragion possente, Più ardente del mattin.
Quel mistico splendore
È sol di Dio la fe’
Egli è che dice al core : Costante credi in me. Del dubbio reo la vita Spegne quel suon divin ; E la sua manne addita D’un bel tramonto il fin.
That mystical splendor Is only the faith of God He is the one who says to the heart: Constantly believe in me.
Life is responsible for doubt It extinguishes that divine sound; And its manne points To the end of a beautiful sunset.
When the afflicted soul, In the days of the north, Feels in its pierced heart Its virtue failing,
Pablo Casals
Nigra sum, nigra sum, sed formosa, filiae Jerusalem; Ideo dilexit me Rex, et introduxit me in cubiculum suum, et dixit mihi; Surge et veni amica mea, surge et veni amica mea, jam hiems transiit, imber abiit et recessit, jam hiems transiit, flores apparu erunt in terrat nostra, tempus putationis ad venit. Alleluia.
I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem; the King hath rejoiced in me, the King hath brought me into His very own chambers. He spake unto me; rise up, my fair one, and come away, my love. Lo, for the winter is past and gone, and the rain is over and gone, flow’rs appear on the earth, and the time of renewal is come. Alleluia.
Gwenyth Walker
Soloists: Lauren Smith, Paige Hall, Avery Britt
Let the light of late afternoon shine through chinks in the barn, moving up the bales as the sun moves down.
Let the cricket take up chafing as a woman takes up her needles and her yarn. Let evening come.
Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned in long grass. Let the stars appear and the moon disclose her silver horn.
Let the fox go back to its sandy den. Let the wind die down. Let the shed go black inside. Let evening come.
To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop in the oats, to air in the lung let evening come.
Let it come, as it will, and don’t be afraid. God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come.
arr. Anthony Trecek-King
On my way to Canaan land, On my way to Canaan land, On my way to Canaan land, On my way, glory hallelujah, on my way.
If-a you won’t go, don’t ya hinder me. If-a you won’t go, don’t ya hinder me. If-a you won’t go, don’t ya hinder me. On my way, glory hallelujah, on my way.
Kevin T. Padworski
Vidi aquam egredientem de templo, A latere dextro, alleluia: Et omnes, ad quos pervenit aqua ista Salvi facti sunt, et dicent: alleluia!
I saw water flowing from the temple, On the right side, alleluia: And all to whom that water came Have been saved, and they will say: alleluia!
George Parsons Lathrop
Music is in all growing things; And underneath the silky wings Of smallest insects there is stirred A pulse of air that must be heard. Earth’s silence lives, and throbs, and sings.
I’m falling and rising, but I’m on my way. I’m falling and rising, but I’m on my way. I’m falling and rising, but I’m on my way. On my way, glory hallelujah, on my way.
If poet from the vibrant strings Of his poor heart a measure flings, Laugh not, that he no trumpet blows: It may be that Heaven hears and knows His language of low listenings.
Gary Soto
The first time I walked With a girl, I was twelve, Cold, and weighted down With two oranges in my jacket. December. Frost cracking Beneath my steps, my breath Before me, then gone, As I walked toward Her house, the one whose Porch light burned yellow Night and day, in any weather. A dog barked at me, until She came out pulling At her gloves, face bright With rouge. I smiled, Touched her shoulder, and led Her down the street, across A used car lot and a line Of newly planted trees, Until we were breathing Before a drugstore. We Entered, the tiny bell Bringing a saleslady Down a narrow aisle of goods. I turned to the candies Tiered like bleachers, And asked what she wantedLight in her eyes, a smile
Tantsulaul
Paul-Eerik Rummo
Las aga meie Mari tulla, Küll mina teen tal jalad alla
Ait-tali-rali-raa, ali-ramp-tamp-taa. Utireetu, utireetu, trallallaa.
Mul sukakannas suured augud Just nagu cana mära laugud.
Kõrv minul ajab jorupilli, Alt-Tare Jüri torupilli.
Starting at the corners Of her mouth. I fingered A nickel in my pocket, And when she lifted a chocolate That cost a dime, I didn’t say anything. I took the nickel from My pocket, then an orange, And set them quietly on The counter. When I looked up, The lady’s eyes met mine, And held them, knowing Very well what it was all About.
Outside,
A few cars hissing past, Fog hanging like old Coats between the trees. I took my girl’s hand In mine for two blocks, Then released it to let Her unwrap the chocolate. I peeled my orange That was so bright against The gray of December That, from some distance, Someone might have thought I was making a fire in my hands.
Let our Mari come, I shall get her on her feet.
Ait-tali-rali-raa, ali-ramp-tamp-taa. Utireetu, utireetu, trallallaa.
My sock heels have holes Like an old mare’s blaze.
My ears are singing As if Jüri from next door was playing the pipes.
Jerome Metcalfe and Kevin Yancy
Wueliton Dal Pont, electric bass; William Collins, Drum set
Sign me up for the Christian Jubilee; Write my name on the roll.
I’ve been changed since the Lord has lifted me. I wanna be, yes, I got to be born again.
Roll, Jordan, Roll. Roll, Jordan, Roll. I wanna go to heaven when I die, To hear ol’ Jordan roll.
Sign me up for the Christian Jubilee; Write my name on the roll.
I’ve been changed since the Lord has lifted me. I wanna be, yes, I got to be born again.
I got a home in glory’ I got to tell my story, How He brought me over, How He brought me over.
Soon as I get home, Soon as I get home, Soon as I get home!
I’m goin’ to glory; Gonna shout my troubles over.
I’m goin’ to glory; Gonna shout my troubles over.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
I’ve been changed since the Lord has lifted me. I wanna be, yes, I got to be born again!
Daniel Shafer, Conductor
Thomas Dixon, Graduate Assistant and Conductor
Aimee Li, Accompanist
Sophia Aiello
Martin Arnade
Andreea Barca
Bennett, Caleb
Josie Bowden
Katie Boyle
Katie Beth Brewer
Jackie Broadwell
Benjamin Brown
Steven Brown
Shirley Chen
Jayden Chong
Mason Christmas
Ana Corre
Prerana Daga
Ellen Daniel
Benjamin Daugherty
Grace Deaton
Melina De la Vega
Eliza Dempsey
Gianna DiMuzio
Paul Downey
Sherry Downey
Mona Dunn Betanzos
Rayna Dyke
Tanner Dziedzic
Caroline Echols
Jeffery Fairley
Chloe Floyd
Alice Gardner
Libby Grace Garrett
Lizzie Gesner
Kate Gottsman
Emily Grabowski
Anna Grubbs
Richard Guyton
Abigail Hallman
Mia Hansen
Zuri Harris
Chris Herring
Abby Herring
Rhonda Herring
Obed Hessou
Henry Heydinger
Anaya Hilson
Emma Hu
Eleanor Iskander
Maya Iyer
Hali Jang
Jasmine Jensen
Aakash Joshi
Hyejun Kang
Elijah Kenyon
Beata Kochut
Micah Laird
Shelby Laird
Adalyn Ledbetter
Beth Lewis
Rayvon Love
Jennifer Luo
Adelaide Mangum
Jeanne Marie Martineau
Finn McClelion
Ansley McNeese
Kathryn Miller
Shelby Miller
Phoebe-Agnès Mills
Claire Murphy
Caitlien Nguyen
Camilla Nivison
Megan Ostrat
Lexi Paduraru-Lambert
Elizabeth Pearce
Marjorie Pearce
Hannah Perdue
Alex Porlier
Madeleine Proctor
Alanna Quinn
Anne Rogan
Braden Rymer
Pragya Salian
Emma Savage
Daniel Shafer
Sneha Sharma
Benjamin Sharp
Sam Son
Angela Stewart
Abigail Suarez
Amber Sugarman
Riley Sullens
Aidan Thompson
Alexia Toma
Joseph Torok
Matthew Turbeville
Landon Vaughn
Jenna Vidal
Sarah Visser
Josh Wagner
Marie Wagner
Julia Warren
Gary Weed
Laura Weeks
Beth Weigle
Colin West
Karen Whelchel-Redwine
Jane Whitehead
Isaiah Williams
Sandy Woods
Libby Zavadil
Atara Zibitt
SOPRANO I
Avery Britt
Lee Comeaux
Briana Darden
Kate Gottsman
Paige Hall
Emaline Newbury
Shaoey Pace
Maura Potvin
Lauren Smith
Brynn Spicer
Emily Taylor
Lucas Clements
Rayvon Love
Sean Wilson
Daniel Shafer, Conductor
Josh Wagner, Graduate Assistant & Conductor
Haoying Wu, Accompanist
SOPRANO II ALTO II
Rylee Aguirre
Sophia Cuevas
Emily Forshee
Eliza Gavin
Livana Lekas
Amanda Robinson
Ange Sanchez Fuentes
Ansleigh Seay
Abby Wright
Logan Wynns
Mariah Arnold
Lucy Smith Biemiller
Ellie Brown
Jenny Edwards
Kaitlyn Hartman
Hailey Hilton
Meredith Hoots
Emma Sue Mitchell
Elisa Ortiz Rodriguez
Mallika Suyal
Jeilyn White
Linda Williams
Julie Aldridge
Anna Bossert
Kailey Bridgette
Jana Hornsey
Gabby Lawson
Sparrow Mackenna
Brenna Pursley
Kathryn McWhorter
J’’Myya Williams
Toni Williams
Sophie Schug
Deaja Jones
Daniel Shafer, Conductor
Shelby Laird, Graduate Conductor
Rayvon Love, Graduate Assistant
Eva Panagou, Accompanist
Chase Crumbley
Evan Lambert
Bryson Maycumber
Ethan Olah
Arthur Radosavljevic
Judson Stricklin
West Clayton
Thom Dixon
Gavin Edwards
Riley Eckstrom
Jake Kinney
Andrew Latimer
Owen Margaret-Verrett
Walter Moody
Joshua Wagner
Justin Herring
Jackson Hamilton
Aaron Knapp
Sebastian Paragas
Braden Rymer
Alexander Wiegand
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Friday, March 28 9 a.m. - 7 p.m.
If you are (or have) pre-college students, are a regular audience member or donor, or have interest in private music lessons at any age, this is a fantastic and free event for you!
Faculty and students are already preparing special performances and presentations during this afternoon. Rehearsals and classes will be open for you to step inside and experience our work.
PLUS: Lamar Dodd Student Market
Guest Artist: João Pedro Oliveira composer lecture at 6 p.m.in the Dancz Center for New Music
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WED 3/12
7:30 p.m.
Ramsey Concert Hall FREE CONCERT RECEPTION TO FOLLOW
Milton Masciadri, Doctor in Musical Arts, is a Distinguished University Professor of Double Bass at the University of Georgia in Athens, where he has been a member of the faculty at the Hugh Hodgson School of Music since 1984. In addition, he has served as the principal bassist for the Augusta Symphony since 1985. Dr. Masciadri is coordinator of the Hugh Hodgson School’s International and Study Abroad Program.
5:30 p.m.
Ramsey Concert Hall FREE CONCERT
The Southern Wind Quintet is a graduate chamber music ensemble established in 1999 at the Hugh Hodgson School of Music. The Quintet represents some of the finest instrumental musicianship on campus, and frequently appears in UGA recitals and televised campus events. They have also been invited to perform in concert series throughout the southeast and can be heard on local radio broadcasts and promotional CDs.
THURS 3/13
7:30 p.m.
Hodgson Concert Hall
$15 - Adult
$3 - Child/Student
The Hodgson Singers spring concert will feature Morten Lauridsen’s “Lux Aeterna,” a multi-movement choral/ orchestral work of great reassurance and lyricism that is set to Latin texts from the Requiem Mass, Te Deum, O Nata Lux, and Veni, Sancte Spiritus, all of which ruminate on themes of light, a universal symbol of illumination at all levels –spiritual, artistic, and intellectual.
Thursday Scholarship Performance.
FRI 3/14
5:30 p.m.
Ramsey Concert Hall FREE CONCERT
Jennifer Hayghe has performed in solo recitals and made orchestral appearances throughout the world, including the United States, Europe and Asia. Hayghe received her bachelors, masters degrees and doctorate degree in piano performance from The Juilliard School, where she was the last student of the legendary artist-teacher Adele Marcus.
WED 3/19
7:30 p.m.
Dancz Center for New Music FREE CONCERT
This event is in collaboration with the UGA Bassoon and Saxophone studios. Danz Center for New Music is in the Hugh Hodgson School of Music, room 246.