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Voicing/Instrumentation: SSAATTBB, Organ/Organ Accompaniment


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Adversity
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More about Edward Lein:
Florida native Edward Lein (b. 1955 in Fort Pierce) was a tenor soloist throughout his home state and his early works reflect his experience as a vocalist. In 2006 Ed was a finalist in the Jacksonville Symphony's Fresh Ink composition contest and his instrumental catalog grew largely due to requests from Symphony players. Now retired, Ed was Music Librarian for the City of Jacksonville, producing the popular Music@Main concerts (2006-16). He was a regular contributor to J-Sym's ENCORE magazine from 2014-16, and gets frequent requests for his translations of French, German, Spanish, Italian and Russian song texts from such prestigious organizations as Orchestre symphonique de Montréal and Carnegie Hall's The Song Continues. Degrees: BM (FAU, 1976); MM (FSU, 1983) & MLS (FSU, 1986)
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Anthem for Mixed Voices (SSAATTBB) and Organ on a poem by Jones Very (1813-1880)

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Lyrics: Wilt Thou not visit me?
The plant beside me feels Thy gentle dew;
And every blade of grass I see,
From Thy deep earth its quickening moisture drew.

Wilt Thou not visit me?
Thy morning calls on me with cheering tone;
And every hill and tree
Lends but one voice, the voice of Thee alone.

Come, for I need Thy love,
More than the flower the dew, or grass the rain;
Come, gently as Thy holy dove;
And let me in thy sight rejoice to live again.

I will not hide from them,
When Thy storms come, though fierce may be their wrath;
But bow with leafy stem,
And strengthened follow on Thy chosen path.

Yes, Thou wilt visit me,
Nor plant nor tree Thing eye delights so well,
As when from sin set free
My spirit loves with Thine in peace to dwell.

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