Clef Notes
By: Stephen Schall
May 16, 2024
Alleluia! Christ is risen! The Lord is risen, indeed! Alleluia! This Sunday is Pentecost, the final day of Easter. The season of Easter extends for 50 days, ending on Pentecost, hence the name.
And what a glorious Easter celebration we’ve had this year! From the great brass quintet on Easter Sunday to last week’s cantata, we’ve really been rejoicing in the Lamb.
This week we welcome the Holy Spirit with some quieter musical fare. Our introit is Thomas Tallis’s beloved, If ye love me. The anthem is a lovely setting of the George Herbert text, Listen, sweet Dove, by American contemporary composer, Katherin Burk. Dr Burk (b. 1990) is Canon for Music at Trinity Episcopal Cathedral in Portland, Oregon. It’s a lovely piece, which is based upon the tune of the ancient Pentecost hymn, Veni Creator Spiritus (Come, Creator Spirit).
The text of the anthem is well worth some consideration. Here’s an explanation:
Listen, sweet dove, unto my song And spread Thy golden wings in me,
Hatching my tender heart so long Till it get wing and fly away with Thee.
The poet addresses the Holy Spirit as a dove, asking Her to listen to his song. He compares his heart to an egg, asking the Holy Spirit to hatch this egg, so his heart can take wing and fly away with the Spirit.
The sun, which once did shine alone, Hung down his head and wished for night
When he beheld twelve suns for one, Going about the world and giving light.
The sun once ruled the sky alone, but the flames on the twelve apostles’ heads outshone the sun, so that the sun was ashamed. The apostles brought light as great as the sun into the world as they went forth proclaiming the Gospel.
Such glorious gifts Thou didst bestow That the earth did like a heaven appear;
The stars were coming down to know If they might mend their wages and serve here.
On Pentecost the Holy Spirit gave such gifts to people that earth seemed like heaven. The shining from the tongues of flame on the apostles’ heads was so glorious that the stars in the heavens wanted to improve their job by coming down to be a part of life on earth.
Lord, though we change Thou art the same, The same sweet God of love and light;
Restore this day for Thy great Name, Unto His ancient and miraculous right.
We change, but the God of love and light does not. On this Pentecost Day, restore this same miraculous power to us as was given on the first day of Pentecost, so that we may be suns, going about the world and giving light to all we encounter, to the glory of God’s name.
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