Welcome
Sunshine & Shadow explores the light and dark ofhuman existence—joy and sorrow, love and loss,life and death.The first half, Sunshine,bursts with energy and warmth,celebrating the brightness of life with madrigals, heartfelt folk tunes and timeless lovesongs. The second half, Shadow, delves into longing, grief and resilience through hauntingharmonies and powerful spirituals.
Our Choir
Ann Bunyan founded theRocky Mountain Chamber Singers in Loveland, Colorado in 1988, with thegoal of bringing acappella choralmusic to northern Colorado. The group enjoys performing a great variety of styles, from the Renaissance masters through folk songs from around the world, to modern doo-wop, jazz, barbershop and pop/rock.TheChamber Singers revelin thebreadth and variety of this literature,which requires an ear for many different styles anda dedication to precision and blend.
Audience members haveraved, “Your selection of pieces is inspired!” and “Such wonderful blend and diction.” Reviews havepraised the “…astounding display ofvirtuosityin technique, execution, style and versatility” and “…exact phrasing, excellent diction, impeccable intonation and a thorough knowledge of every style.”
Recordings include “RMCS A Cappella!”, “Christmas withtheChamber Singers”, “Go Tell It On The Mountain” and “Best of the Rocky Mountain ChamberSingers.”
Our Director, Dr. David Dunbar
Born in Heidelberg, Germany, DavidDunbar beganhis musicaltraining at an earlyagein piano,organ,voice,cello, conducting,andcomposition.His formaleducationincludesa bachelorof music degree in choraleducation from BrighamYoung University,wherehewas mentored by Dr.Mack Wilberg, conductor of theMormonTabernacleChoir.He has amasterof music degree inorchestralconducting fromtheUniversity of NorthTexas where hewasmentored bythe lateMaestroAnshelBrusilow.
In 2017,he completedhisdoctor of musicalarts degree inconducting from theUniversity ofArizona where hewasmentored by Dr.Thomas Cockrell (orchestra) and Dr. Bruce Chamberlain(chorus). Dr.Dunbaralso holds an
advancedcertificatein scoring for motionpicturesandtelevision fromthe University of Southern California.Hehas conductedchoruses and orchestras intheUnited States,Canada, and Europe,andcontinues to workas acomposer, arranger, andorchestrator. In2023, hewas appointedDirector ofMusic and theArts atFirstPresbyterian Churchof Fort Collins.
Abbe Castillo (joined2006)
Amy Resseguie (2013)
Angela Bosco-Lauth (2012)
Ann Jeffers (2024)
Ardeth Carlson (2001)
Cassie Foust (2023)
Chris Lalonde (2024)
Dani Schlueter (2018)
Heather Vesgaard (2008)
Ian Rousom (2013)
Jeremy Vesta (2019)
Joya Migliaccio (2021)
Our Singers
Justin Roth (2025)
Lilly Bailey (2025)
Matt Pearson (2024)
Matt Wiersma (2019)
Michael Sheppard (1995)
Nan Eckardt (2010)
Sean Fagan (2025)
Steve Lovaas (2003)
Trever Bonnema (2006)
Trevin Giles (2025)
Vickie Wiersma (2019)
Meet The Singers
Abbe Castillo has enjoyedsinging in RMCSforover15yearswith her mother, Ardeth.Abbelives inWindsor with her husband, Jerry, and children, Jenessa and Josh.Havingmarried avery hands-onDIY guy, Abbe spends her freetime learning new skills, likeoperating a skid loader, pouring concrete,and creating imitationstone epoxy countertops. She also loves exploring(butnot always finishing) new crafts and hobbies.
Amy Resseguie is awriter,editor, andCSUalumwhohasspent her career working incommunications and public engagement with the city of Fort Collins.Amy hassung with theOpera FortCollins chorus and various church ensembles.Shehas lovedsinging with RMCS for thelast decade, as well as helpingout behind the scenes with our board duties andmarketing efforts.
Angela Bosco-Lauth currently sings with theLarimerChoraleand has sungwith Laudamus andOpera Fort Collins in thepast. She has a Ph.D. in microbiology and is a graduate of CSU's veterinary medicine program. She now works for CSUas an assistant professor andlab animal veterinarian.Hobbies include martialarts,horsebackriding, hiking, hunting, and spendingtimewith herspouseand their assortmentof pets.
Ann Jeffers has lovedmusic and performing since earlychildhood.Since movingtoNOCOin2019, shehas alsosungwith Seicento Baroque Ensemble, ProMusicaTerraeAmoris,and Loveland Opera Theater.
Between 1980and2000,shelived inBostonand sang opera,oratorio andsong recitals. In2022 sheretiredfroma career as agenetic counselorandclinicaleducatorspecializingin hereditarycancer.She lives happily inLovelandwith herpartner, Robin.Her daughter Fionais a fearless wilderness EMTand educator.
Ardeth Carlson has been thepianoaccompanist forschools and churches sincethird gradeand has sung in small ensembles and choirs throughout her life.After careers firstin court reporting,thenmedical transcription, and finallycopy editing,sheis now lovingthe freetimeof retirement tospend on photography, serving aspresident and newsletter editor of the Loveland Photographic Society. (You cansee her photos at Flickr.com.) She shares singing in RMCSwith daughter Abbe.
Cassie Foust has always enjoyed music andsingingand has earned a B.A. in music education from California State University, Fullerton. She lives in Lovelandwithherhusband andtwo young children,withwhom she currentlystays home.Sheenjoys reading,kickboxing,and adventuring outdoorswith herfamily.Cassie is loving her timewith RMCSandgetting back into singing andperforming.
Chris Lalonde grewup in amusic-lovinghouseholdand gothis start throughmusicaltheaterand various brass instruments. He joinedhis first a cappellagroupincollegeat NotreDameandhas beeninvolvedin groups representingvariousstylessince,including as a long-time member ofthe BarbershopHarmony Society. Chris is arecent transplant toColorado after stops around thecountry and lives in Fort Collinswithhis wife,two boys, and twocats.
Dani Schlueter is a music therapist and voice/guitar/ukulele instructor at Foundation Music School in Ft. Collins. A native of Chicago, she earned a bachelor's in K-12 music education at Wartburg College in Iowa and a Masters in music therapyat CSU.She and her husband welcomed their firstchild in November 2023. Besides singing with RMCS, Dani enjoys sewing, board gaming, playing the ukulele,and being “Mama!”
Heather Vesgaard and husband Matt livein Fort Collins withtheir family. With degrees insocialworkfromCSU,Heather is theexecutivedirector forthe non-profityouthdevelopment organization Partners.Inaddition toRMCS,Heather volunteerswith themusic andarts ministry at First Presbyterian Church FortCollins andas aBOD memberoftheCentennial Children's Chorus.When notworking, parenting,or singing,Heather enjoys cuddlingher dogs and exercising in theColoradosunshine!
Ian Rousom is aFellow intheaerospace industry anda father of four verymusicalchildren.Heis involved alongside hiswife, Kristin,inmany music andservicerolesthroughout Colorado,particularly volunteering at Faith Church in FortCollins.Ian holds degrees inchemistry,computer science,andinformation technology, and a minor inmusic.His hobbies includeconstruction,stainedglass, andwoodworking.
Jeremy Vesta has a bachelor’sdegreein economics from Northwestern University, spent severalyears as acommoditytrader, and is currently a localentrepreneur.Hespentmuch ofhis youth playing pianoor singing in choir. Jeremy enjoys arrangingchoralmusic andwritingpiano music in hisspare time. Heenjoys a musicalhouseholdwith hiswife, Kathleen, and twochildren.
Joya Migliaccio was bornandraised in ColoradoSprings.Shecompleted her undergraduateand veterinarydegrees atCSU.Shecurrently practices primarilysmallanimalmedicine.Shemovedbackto Fort Collins in2021whereshelives withher 4dogs,cat, and horse.Inher free time outsideofwork andsingingsheenjoys exploring theoutdoors, reading,baking, doingpuzzles,andplayingcardand boardgames with her friends and family.
Justin Roth is asinger/songwriterandfingerstyle guitarist who spent 20+years touringand releasing six albums—backwhen people still boughtCDs.After achoralhiatussincethelate1900s,he’snow thrilled tosingwith RMCS.Thesedays,he’s adadoftwo,husband ofone,and splits timeteaching guitar, makingYouTubetutorials,leading songwritingworkshops, DJing onKRFC,and playingsolo gigs.
Lilly Bailey started singing before she could talk. She started singing in junior high choir back in Texas, through high school (making the Texas All State Choir!), and into college where she studied music. She has sung with Christ the King Singers in Dallas, and Fort Worth Chorale. Lilly was a choir director in Texas for 4 years before she and her husband Sean moved out to Fort Collins. Hobbies include hanging out with her cats, collecting house plants, and doing jigsaw puzzles.
Matt Pearson brings withhim a lifelongloveofsinging in choirs and smallensembles.Originallyfrom England,Mattrelocated to Fort Collins in August, accompanyinghiswife as she begana new roleat Colorado State University.Workingremotely as asoftwareprofessional,Matt appreciates theflexibilitytosupporthischildren’s sports andmusic pursuits.Inhis free time,heenjoys exploringnorthernColorado’s scenic surroundings and cheering onhis beloved Liverpool FC.
Matt Wiersma has beeninvolved in music for much ofhis life, performing in choirs andbands, and enjoying the opportunity tosing, playdrums, or pianoat church.Matt alsostays busy with awiderange ofhomeprojects—everythingfrominstallingsolar panels and a fireplacetorenovating aschoolbus.MattandVickiearehaving agrand timeexploringthewonders ofparenthoodwith their 4 montholdFelix, making this an excitingand memorabletimefor their family.
Michael Sheppard grewup playingtrumpet andplayed upright bass in high schoolandin theOmahayouth symphony. He also played bass guitar while in theAirForce.Hesangwith theNew Lifegospel quartet for over30 years. Hehas studied voicewith teachers TomTurner, Daniel Nelsonand, finally,Dr. JohnLueck. In 1995, Mike’s goodfriend Dick Laingorencouraged him toauditionfor RMCS.This began oneof Mike’smost fulfilling musical experiences tothis day.
Nan Eckardt and herhusband,SimonTavener,havecalled Fort Collins homesince2000. Nanhas enjoyedsingingchoralmusic all her life and also singswith theLarimerChorale.She is anavidbirdwatcher, photographer,hiker,cyclist, and cross-countryskier. Indoors,she enjoys reading,cooking, and playingthe piano. Nan has aPh.D.in plantbiology and is newlyretired fromherwork as asenior editorforthescientific journal ThePlantCell.
Sean Fagan is excited to join RMCS, ending a three-year choral break after moving to Fort Collins with his wife, Lilly Bailey. Previously, he performed across DFW Texas with the Fort Worth Chorale, Christ the King Singers, and the Goode Time Carolers. Though he earned a music degree from UT Arlington, Sean pivoted from recording studio work to a career in IT systems administration. Along with singing, Sean connects to his musical roots through bass guitar, DJing, and seeing concerts with Lilly and friends.
Steve Lovaas has a music degreefrom UConnand has performed in opera, choral,folk, andearly-music ensembles around thecountry. Steve is thechiefinformationsecurityofficerfortheCSUSystem,and his community engagement has includedstints aspresident ofOpera Fort Collins andColoradoScience Olympiad. He and his wife,Heidi, now take everyopportunity toexplore a new retreat in theSanLuis Valley.
Trever Bonnema After 18seasons withtheRocky MountainChamber Singers,Ihavedecidedtostepaway fromthegroup followingthisset of concerts.Ithas been anhonoranda privilegeto perform for somany lovely audiences over theyears. Itwould not havebeen possible
without thesteadfastsupport ofmy wifePerry andour two daughters, but Ialsodeeply appreciate thecontinuous supportextended byso manyofyoufaithfulpatrons."Goodnightandjoy bewith youall."
Trevin Giles hashadapassionformusic sincechildhoodandwas involved in numerous choirs throughouthis schooling years.Hehas sincetaken an interest in transcribingand arrangingmusic,and has begunpursuing a careerin pianotechnology.This isof course in additionto his continued dedicationtovocalcoaching and participation inthreechoruses throughout theFront Range.Hejoined theRocky Mountain Chamber Singers in January andlooks forward togrowing and performing with them in thefuture.
Vickie Wiersma is excited to returntothechoir afterasemester of maternityleave!An amateur inthetraditionalsense,shealso sings for thepraisebandat ImmanuelCRC,in recitals underthetutelage of GingerMartin,and all night longtoher four month oldson, Felix. When notsinging,Vickieenjoyspainting hernails,writing fiction,and putting ontea parties for her friends!
Lyrics
Part I: Sunshine
Voice Dance II (Greg Jasperse)
Da, do-way da ya da bum ba-va da day ya da. Do-way ya da da do way ya da ah. Etc...
O,primavera... (Giovanni BattistaGuarini)
O primavera, gioventù dell'anno, Bella madre de' fiori, D'erbe novelle e di novelli amori! Tu torni ben, ma teco Non tornano i sereni e fortunati dì delle mie gioie.
Tu torni ben, tu torni, Ma teco altro non torna, Che del perduto mio caro tesoro. La rimembranza misera e dolente. Tu quella sei, pur quella Ch'eri pur dianzi sì vezzosa e bella, Ma non son io quel, che già un tempo fui, Sì caro agli occhi altrui.
[Translation from Italian]
Oh springtime, youth of the year, beautiful mother of flowers, of new plants and of new loves, you return indeed, but with you are not returning the bright and lucky days of my joys. You return indeed, you return, but with you, otherwise, is returning only my dear lost treasure's memory, sad and sorrowful. You are that one, indeed that one that you were not long ago, so lovely and beautiful, but I am not that one that once I was, so valued in the eyes of others.
Ilbiancoe dolce cigno (GiovanniGiudiccioni)
Il bianco e dolce cigno cantando more, ed io piangendo giung' al fin del viver mio. Stran' e diversa sorte, ch'ei more sconsolato ed io moro beato.
Morte che nel morire, m'empie di gioia tutto e di desire. Se nel morir, altro dolor non sento, di mille mort' il di sarei contento.
[Translation from Latin]
The white and sweet swan dies singing, and I, weeping, reach the end of my life. Strange and different fate, that he dies disconsolate and I die a blessed death, which in dying fills me full of joy and desire. If in dying, were I to feel no other pain, I would be content to die a thousand deaths a day..
OverHill,overdale (Wm.Shakespeare)
Over hill, over dale, thorough bush, thorough brier. Over park, over pale, thorough flood, thorough fire. I do wander everywhere. Swifter than the moon’s sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; those be rubies, fairy favours, in those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dew drops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.
O,MistressMine (Wm.Shakespeare)
O, Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love’s coming, that can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting, journey’s end in lovers’ meeting, ev’ry wise man’s son doth know. What is love? ‘Tis not hereafter; present mirth hath present laughter. What’s to come is still unsure, is still unsure. In delay, there lies no plenty, lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, youth’s a stuff will not endure.
I am gone, sir (Wm.Shakespeare,)
I am gone sir, and anon sir, I’ll be with you again. In a trice, like to the old Vice, your need to sustain. Who with dagger of lath, in his rage and his wrath, cries, Aha! To the devil, Oh! Fa la, la la la la, la la la. I am gone sir, and anon sir, I’ll be with you again. In a trice, like to the old Vice, your need to sustain. Like a mad lad, pare thy nails, Dad; Adeiu, good man devil. I am gone, adieu!
Always (Irving Berlin)
Everything went wrong, and the whole day long I’d feel so blue. For the longest while, I’d forget to smile. Then I met you. Now that my blue days have passed, Oh, now that I’ve found you at last. I’ll be loving you, always. With a love that’s true, always. When the things you’ve planned need a helping hand, I will understand, always, always.
Days may not be fair, always. That’s when I’ll be there, always. Not for just an hour, not for just a day, not for just a year, but always.
Beautiful Dreamer (Stephen Foster)
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me; Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee; Sounds of the rude world heard in the day; Lull’d by the moonlight, have all passed away.
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song; List while I woo thee with soft melody; Gone are the cares of life’s busy throng; Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea, mermaids are chaunting the wild Lorelie; Over the streamlet, vapors are borne; Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.
Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart, E’en as the morn on the streamlet and sea; Then will all clouds of sorrow depart. Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Danny Boy (FrederickWeatherly)
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow, Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow, It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow, Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!
But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying, If I am dead, as dead I well may be, You'll come and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an Ave there for me. And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me, And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be, For you will bend and tell me that you love me, And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
AllMy Trials (Bahamian Spiritual)
If religion was a thing that money could buy, the rich would live and the poor would die. All my trials, Lord, soon be over. Too late, my brothers. Too late, but never mind. All my trials, Lord, soon be over. Now hush, little baby, don’t you cry. You know that man was born to die. All my trials, Lord, soon be over. Too late, my brothers. Too late, but never mind. All my trials, Lord, soon be over.
Vichten [Arthur Arsenault]
Vichten a ven a ven, vichten a ven a va.
Vichten a ven a ven a ven a ven a va va.
Tari aka taka shoon, taka shoon, taka shoon.
Tari aka taka shoon, vichten a ven a va.
Ala couchi oom shoo shla lizabeta, Ala couchi oom shoo shla, ha!
Bibi bit’n, taria Bodnah bi bodne Stalawala w’d dalia bibodne.
CantoQue Amabas. (Gabriela Mistral)
Yo canto lo que tú amabas, vida mía, por si te acercas y escuchas, vida mía, por si te acuerdas del mundo que viviste, al aterdecer yo canto, sombra mía. … Soy la misma que fue tuya, vida mía.
Ni lenta ni trascordada ni perdida.
Acude al anochecer, vida mía, ven recordando un canto, vida mía, si la canción reconoces de aprendida y si mi nombre recuerdas todavía.
Te espero sin plazo y sin tiempo. No temas noche, nebline ni aguacero. Acude con sendero o sin sendero. Llámame adonde tú eres, alma mía, y marcha recto hacia mí, compañero.
[Translation from Spanish by Ursula K. Le Guin]
Life of my life, what you loved I sing. If you're near, if you're listening, think of me now in the evening: shadow in shadows, hear me sing.
…
Life of my life, I haven't changed, not turned aside and not estranged. Come to me as the shadows grow long, come, life of my life, if you know the song you used to know, if you know my name.
I and the song are still the same. Beyond time or place I keep the faith. Follow a path or follow no path, never fearing the night, the wind, call to me, come to me, now at the end, walk with me, life of my life, my friend.
Tipitin
Ladron de amores me llaman, por robarme tu cariño, como un juguete que a un niño se le antojara al pasar. con el, me robe, tus besos y un rizo de tus cabellos, pero me he enredado en ellos y no me puedo zafar.
ti pi ti pi tin, tipitin, ti pi ti pi ton, tipiton, todas las mañanas bajo tu ventana, canto esta cancion. ti pi ti pi tin, tipitin, ti pi ti pi ton, tipiton, este es el sonido del fuerte latido, de mi corazon. con mi guitarra en la mano, y en ella un ramo de flores, por las mañanas temprano, voy cantando mis amores. y en mi cantar voy diciendo, que nunca te he de olvidar, que aunque la vida me cueste, el cantar no he de dejar.
ti pi ti pi tin, tipitin...
[Translation from Spanish]
They call me a thief of love, For having stolen your love, Like a toy a child fancies in passing. With it, I stole your kisses and a lock of your hair, But I've gotten tangled in it and can’t get away.
ti pi ti pi tin, tipitin, ti pi ti pi ton, tipiton, Every morning below your window, I sing this song. ti pi ti pi tin, tipitin, ti pi ti pi ton, tipiton, This is the sound of the strong beating of my heart.
With my guitar in my hand, and in it a bouquet of flowers, I go out every morning, singing of my love. And in my song, I say that I will never forget you, Even if I die,I will not stop singing.
[Intermisson]
ThePromisedLand (Amer.Folk Hymn)
On Jordan’s stormy bank I stand and cast a wishful eye,
To Canaan’s fair and happy land, where my possessions lie. O, the transporting rapt’rous scene that rises to my sight! Sweet fields arrayed in living green, and rivers of delight. I am bound for the promised land, I’m bound for the promised land. O, who will come and go with me, I am bound for the promised land!
The gen’rous fruits that never fail on trees immortal grow; There rocks and hills and brooks and vales with milk and honey flow. I am bound for the promised land…
All o’er those wide extended plains shines one eternal day; there God, the sun, forever reigns and scatters night away. I am bound for the promised land…
When shall I reach that happy place and be forever blessed? When in my Father’s bosom rest? I’m bound, I’m bound for the promised land…
No chilling winds or pois’nous breath can reach that healthy shore: All sickness, sorrow, pain and death are felt and feared no more. I am bound for the promised land… Filled with delight my raptured soul can here no longer stay: Though Jordan’s waves around me roll, Fearless I’d launch away. I am bound for the promised land…
Illumina (Psalm 13.3)
Illumina, occulos meos.
Ne cuando obdormiam, in morte, illumina.
[Translation from Latin]
Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep unto death.
FullFathomFive
Ding dong bell!
(Wm.Shakespeare)
Full fathom five my father lies, of his bones are coral made. Those are pearls that were his eyes.
Nothing of him that doth fade, but doth suffer a sea change, Into something rich and strange. Sea nymphs hourly ring his knell: Hark! now I hear them,
Ding dong bell…
Come Away,Death (Wm.Shakespeare)
Come away death, and in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair, cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it! My part of death, no one so true did share it. Not a flow’r, not a flow’r sweet on my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend greet my corpse where my bones shall be thrown; A thousand, thousand sighs to save, Lay me where sad true lover never find my grave to weep there, to weep there!
When David Heard (IISamuel18:33)
When David heard that Absalom was slain
He went up into his chamber over the gate and wept
And thus he said; O My son, my son
Would God I had died for thee!
O Absalom my son
Would God I had died for thee!
The Fount of Tears (Paul Laurence Dunbar)
All hot and grimy from the road
Dust gray from arduous years
I sat me down and eased my load
Beside the Fount of Tears
The waters sparkled to my eye
Calm, crystal-like, and cool
And breathing there a restful sigh
I bent me to the pool
REFRAIN:
Lo! a voice cried: "Pilgrim, rise
Harsh tho' the sentence be
And on to other lands and skies
This fount is not for thee
"Pass on, but calm thy needless fears
Some may not love or sin
An angel guards the Fount of Tears
All may not bathe therein."
Then with my burden on my back
I turned to gaze awhile
First at the uninviting track
Then at the water's smile
REFRAIN
And so I go upon my way
Thro'out the sultry years
But pause no more, by night, by day
Beside the Fount of Tears
REFRAIN
Soon Ah Will Be Done (William L.Dawson)
Soon ah will be don' A-wid de troubles ob de worl', Troubles ob de worl', De troubles ob de worl'.
Soon ah will be don' A-wid de troubles ob de worl', Goin' home t'live wid God.
I wan' t'meet my mother, I wan' t'meet my mother, I wan' t'meet my mother, I'm goin' t'live wid God.
Soon ah will be don' A-wid de troubles ob de worl', De worl', de troubles ob de worl'….
No more weepin' an' a-wailin', No more weepin' an' a-wailin', No more weepin' an' a-wailin', I'm goin' t'live wid God. No more weepin' an' a-wailin'…
Soon ah will be don' A-wid de troubles ob de worl', De worl', de troubles ob de worl', De worl', oh, Soon ah will be don' A-wid de troubles ob de worl', Goin' home t'live wid God.
I wan' t'meet my Jesus, I wan' t'meet my Jesus, I wan' t'meet my Jesus, I'm goin' t'live wid God. In de mornin' Lord! I'm goin' t'live wid God.
I'm goin' t'live wid God..
Hold On Just a Little While Longer (Trad. Spiritual)
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, just hold on! Hold on just a little while longer, everything will be alright. When I was a moaner, just like you. (Everything will be alright). I called and called ‘til I came through. (Everything will be alright).
Hold on just a little while longer, everything will be alright.
Heard the voice of Jesus say. Everything will be alright.
Come to me, oh yes, for I’m the Way! Everything will be alright.
Hold on just a little while longer, everything will be alright.
Sing on, pray on, everything is gonna be alright.
Shout on, fight on, everything is gonna be alright.
Hold on! Sing on! Fight on! Pray on!
Hold on brother, don’t get weary, Hold on sister, don’t get weary. Hold on children, don’t get weary. Don’t get weary! Everything will be alright.
Ain’t Got Time toDie
(Hall Johnson)
Lord, I keep so busy praisin’ my Jesus, keep so busy praisin’ my Jesus, keep so busy praisin’ my Jesus, Ain’t got time to die.
‘Cause when I’m healin’ de sick, I’m praisin’ my Jesus, healin’ de sick, I’m praisin’ my Jesus, healin’ de sick, I’m praisin’ my Jesus, Ain’t got time to die.
‘Cause it takes all o’ my time to praise my Jesus, all o’ my time to praise my Lord. If I don’ praise him, de rocks gonter cry out, “Glory an’ honor! Glory an’ honor!” Ain’t got time to die
Lord, I keep so busy workin’ fer de kingdom, keep so busy workin’ fer de kingdom, keep so busy workin’ fer de kingdom, Ain’t got time to die.
‘Cause when I’m feedin’ de po’, I’m workin’ fer de Kingdom, feedin’ de po’, I’m workin’ fer de Kingdom, feedin’ de po’, I’m workin’ fer de Kingdom.
Ain’t got time to die.
‘Cause it takes all o’ my time to praise my Jesus, all o’ my time to praise my Lord. If I don’ praise him, de rocks gonter cry out, “Glory an’ honor! Glory an’ honor!”
Ain’t got time to die
Lord, I keep so busy servin’ my Master, keep so busy servin’ my Master, keep so busy servin’ my Master, Ain’t got time to die.
‘Cause when I’m givin’ my all, I’m servin’ my Master, givin’ m all, I’m servin’ my Master, givin’ m all, I’m servin’ my Master, Ain’t got time to die.
‘Cause it takes all o’ my time to praise my Jesus, all o’ my time to praise my Lord. If I don’ praise him, de rocks gonter cry out, “Glory an’ honor! Glory an’ honor!” Ain’t got time to die.
Now won’t you git out o’ ma way, lemme praise my Jesus, out o’ ma way, lemme praise my Lord. If I don’ praise him, de rocks gonter cry out, “Glory an’ honor! Glory an’ honor!” Ain’t got time to die.
The Parting Glass (Trad. Irish/Scottish)
Of all the money that e'er I had I have spent it in good company
Oh and all the harm I've ever done Alas, it was to none but me And all I've done for want of wit To memory now I can't recall So fill to me the parting glass Good night and joy be to you all
Of all the comrades that e'er I had
They're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had They would wish me one more day to stay
But since it fell into my lot
That I should rise and you should not I'll gently rise and softly call Good night and joy be to you all.
