Phoenix seminar with Bartlett

A workshop on the chants of the New Roman Missal, as well as newly composed antiphons for use in parish liturgy will be presented by Adam Bartlett on February 1 and 2, 2013 at Sacred Heart Catholic Church in Prescott, Arizona, the celebrated mile-high territorial capital of Arizona in 1864 and home of the first rodeo in the U.S..

Adam is the young author of the sellout Simple English Propers and editor of the new Lumen Christi Missal. He is the director of music at St. Simon & Jude Cathedral in Phoenix.

The Friday night session will begin at 7 p.m. until 9 p.m; the second session will be on Saturday from 10 a.m. until noon. There will be a practice rehearsal in the afternoon in preparation for the Vigil Mass at 5:15 p.m.

There will be a $10 fee for the workshop payable upon registration Friday night.

Sacred Heart Church is located at 150 Fleury Avenue in the heart of downtown Prescott. Call 928-778-0132 for more information.

A Hymn that Touches Me Deeply

I try not to be negative, and I’ve worked to shake my old habit of singling out the fine people at the Oregon Catholic Press for relentless flogging.

But, still, sometimes you just have to say it. If these people are going to put out hymnals, fine. I think we should be singing propers, but I guess OCP disagrees.

But is there really any excuse for not including “Wake, Awake for Night Is Flying” from Advent selections? It strikes me as an egregious oversight.

Thanks to OCP’s dominance in the Catholic world, I’ve gone probably 15 years without singing it. This comes to an end this Sunday. We are printing the words in the program and just forging ahead. It is a rare time when we do a hymn other than the recessional but that’s the way it’s going to be.

If you do not know it (perish the thought), here is one version with slightly different words (we are singing from Hymnal 1940).

Here is the astonishing thing that Bach did to this:

“Such an exchange”

From The Incarnation, a poem by St. John of the Cross.

When the time had come
for Him to be born
He went forth like the bridegroom
from his bridal chamber,
embracing His bride,
holding her in His arms,
Whom the gracious Mother
laid in a manger
among some animals
that were there at that time.

Men sang songs
and angels melodies
celebrating the marriage
of Two such as these.
But God there in the manger
cried and moaned;
and those tears were jewels
the bride brought to the wedding.

The Mother gazed in sheer wonder
on such an exchange:
In God, man’s weeping,
and in man, gladness;
to the one and the other
things usually so strange.