"I See the Heaven's Glories Shine" by Andrea Ramsey. Text "No Coward Soul Is Mine" by Emily Brontë. Recorded live on May 3, 2015, at All Saints Episcopal Church in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Concert Choir ensemble of the Girl Choir of S...  more"I See the Heaven's Glories Shine" by Andrea Ramsey. Text "No Coward Soul Is Mine" by Emily Brontë. Recorded live on May 3, 2015, at All Saints Episcopal Church in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Concert Choir ensemble of the Girl Choir of South Florida. Artistic Director: WAllis Peterson, Accompanist: Gayle Giese. No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere I see Heaven's glories shine And Faith shines equal, arming me from Fear O God within my breast Almighty, ever-present Deity Life that in me has rest As I, Undying Life, have power in Thee With wide-embracing love Thy spirit animates eternal years Pervades and broods above, Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates and rears Though Earth and Man were gone And suns and universes ceased to be And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in thee  less

2009 Destination Opera! Festival Ocean Grove Great Auditorium

'Be Thou My Vision' (trad. Irish, arr. Dan Forrest). Performed at the 2019 National Finale of the NZCF Big Sing Festival in Dunedin Town HAll. Choir: Voicemale (Westlake Boys High School) Conductor: David Squire Piano: Sheryl Clarke Cello: Max Chen

"Alleluya: A nywe werke" from "On Yoolis Night". 15th century British carol, arr. Anonymous 4 http://www.anonymous4.com Recorded live on Friday, December 21, 2012, at All Saints Episcopal Church in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Chamber Sin...  more"Alleluya: A nywe werke" from "On Yoolis Night". 15th century British carol, arr. Anonymous 4 http://www.anonymous4.com Recorded live on Friday, December 21, 2012, at All Saints Episcopal Church in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Chamber Singers ensemble of the Girl Choir of South Florida. Artistic Director: WAllis Peterson. Alleluya... A nywe werke is come on honde Þorw my3t & grace of Godys sonde: To saue þe lost of euery londe, For now is fre þat erst was bonde; We mowe wel synge, Alleluya. Alleluya... Nowe is fulfylled the prophecie of Dauid and of Jeremie and al-so of Ysaie. Synge we ther-fore, both laude & hye, Alleluya, Alleluya. Alleluya... Alleluya, this swete songe, oute of a grene branche hit spronge. God sende vs the lyf þat lasteth longe; nowe ioye & blysse be hem a-monge þat thus cunne synge, Alleluya. Alleluya... Alleluia... A new work has come on hand, through the might of grace of God's messenger, to save the lost of every land. ...    less

"Song to the Moon (La Luna)" by Z. RandAll Stroope. Based upon an aria from the opera "Rusalka" by Antonín Dvořák. Performed by the Chamber Singers ensemble of the Girl Choir of South Florida at All Saints Episcopal Church in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, ...  more"Song to the Moon (La Luna)" by Z. RandAll Stroope. Based upon an aria from the opera "Rusalka" by Antonín Dvořák. Performed by the Chamber Singers ensemble of the Girl Choir of South Florida at All Saints Episcopal Church in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, on May 18, 2012. Artistic Director: WAllis Peterson, Accompanist: Gayle Giese, Oboist: Lisa Gelfand, Flutist: Emma Mellinger. In this song, a water nymph has fAllen in love with a human prince and beckons the moon to find him and tell of her longing for him. Text: La Luna, La Luna, Your light sees through endless time, Tell, o tell me where my love lies. O moon e'er you pass, Wake my dreaming lover, I am waiting, I am cAlling, Tell him, light his place. Ah, moon, help him remember And dream of me, Tell him, O tell him, Who is waiting, who is longing! I am waiting, longing! Longing! Tell him come, tell him, O moon. Help to remember our laughter and tears, Mem'ries of summer nights. Help him remember our triumphs and fears, May this rememb...    less

"Faith is the bird that feels the light" by Elizabeth Alexander. Text from "Fireflies" by Rabindranath Tagore. Recorded live on May 3, 2015, at All Saints Episcopal Church in CITY, Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Chamber Singers ensemble of ...  more"Faith is the bird that feels the light" by Elizabeth Alexander. Text from "Fireflies" by Rabindranath Tagore. Recorded live on May 3, 2015, at All Saints Episcopal Church in CITY, Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Chamber Singers ensemble of the Girl Choir of South Florida. Artistic Director: WAllis Peterson. Faith is the bird that feels the light And sings when the dawn is still dark.  

Lake Superior Youth Chorus is a nonprofit organization based out of Duluth, Minnesota, whose mission is to cultivate an active and inclusive community of young choral artists, centered on a holistic music education. LSYC believes that All children are cap...  moreLake Superior Youth Chorus is a nonprofit organization based out of Duluth, Minnesota, whose mission is to cultivate an active and inclusive community of young choral artists, centered on a holistic music education. LSYC believes that All children are capable of discovering their voice. Our programs provide students in grades 2 through 10 with a creative musical outlet for discovering the joys of teamwork, cultural awareness, self-confidence, self discipline, and unparAlleled musical opportunities.  

"Hope is the thing with feathers," No. 1 from "Hope Is the Thing" by Emma Lou Diemer. Text by Emily Dickinson. Recorded live on May 3, 2015, at All Saints Episcopal Church in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Chamber Singers ensemble of the Gi...  more"Hope is the thing with feathers," No. 1 from "Hope Is the Thing" by Emma Lou Diemer. Text by Emily Dickinson. Recorded live on May 3, 2015, at All Saints Episcopal Church in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Chamber Singers ensemble of the Girl Choir of South Florida. Artistic Director: WAllis Peterson, Accompanist: Gayle Giese. “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at All - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.  less

"Mashed Potato/Love Poem," No. 2 from "Play with Your Food" by Paul Carey. Text by Sidney Hoddes. Recorded live on May 16, 2014, at the Broward Center for the Performing Arts in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Chamber Singers and Men's Auxil...  more"Mashed Potato/Love Poem," No. 2 from "Play with Your Food" by Paul Carey. Text by Sidney Hoddes. Recorded live on May 16, 2014, at the Broward Center for the Performing Arts in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Performed by the Chamber Singers and Men's Auxiliary ensembles of the Girl Choir of South Florida. Artistic Director: WAllis Peterson. If I ever had to choose between you and a third helping of mashed potato, (whipped lightly with a fork not whisked, and a little pool of butter melting in the Middle...) I think I’d choose the mashed potato. But I’d choose you next.  less

NotePerformer 3 Audio and scrolling score video in search of live regional performances. Music by Stanley M. Hoffman (1995) & Words by Joseph H. Albeck (1995) Words: © Copyright 1995 by Joseph H. Albeck. All rights reserved. Used by permission. M...  moreNotePerformer 3 Audio and scrolling score video in search of live regional performances. Music by Stanley M. Hoffman (1995) & Words by Joseph H. Albeck (1995) Words: © Copyright 1995 by Joseph H. Albeck. All rights reserved. Used by permission. Music : © Copyright 1995 by Stanley M. Hoffman. This arrangement © Copyright 2000 by Stanley M. Hoffman. All rights reserved. For a live performance from October 22, 1995 with a scrolling score for the version with guitar visit this YouTube link. https://youtu.be/jNlx5bIML4o --- Friend of my heart, The Freedom Trail now has eternal flames, Set in six crystal towers which proclaim: For each number etched into these glass wAlls, There once beat a heart, which though stilled, yet cAlls- Yes, for every number, there was a name. Friend of my heart, Walk on this sacred path of history, Feel the numbers’ shadows fAlling free Upon us, tracing tattoos without scars On our souls, retracing those barbed wire bars And numbers meant to wound our ...    less