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==Music files== | ==Music files== | ||
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==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''A Spiritual for Freedom''}} | |||
{{Composer|Oliver Barton}} | {{Composer|Oliver Barton}} | ||
{{Voicing|4|SATB}} | {{Voicing|4|SATB}} | ||
{{Genre|Sacred|Cantatas}} | {{Genre|Sacred|Cantatas}} | ||
{{Language|English}} | {{Language|English}} | ||
{{Instruments|Organ}} | |||
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{{Descr|The Spiritual was written for a concert commemorating Amnesty International’s 40th anniversary. It uses the simplicity and heavy work rhythms of spirituals to deliver a powerful plea for freedom. All the spiritual melodies are new, the words based on fragments of existing spirituals. At the heart of the piece, a reader reads a passage from the Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, an American Slave, 1845, while the choir and soloists keen. The atmosphere at the end is one of ecstatic and optimistic exhaustion after a long ride of powerful emotion.}} | |||
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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
{{Text|English | {{Text|English| | ||
Spare me, Lord! | |||
Spare me, Lord! | |||
When I speak the truth, then hundred lash for me. | When I speak the truth, then hundred lash for me. | ||
I cried out for justice and freedom of speech, | I cried out for justice and freedom of speech, | ||
And they done lock me up with the key out of reach. | And they done lock me up with the key out of reach. | ||
Spare me, Lord! | Spare me, Lord! | ||
’Cos I spoke the truth, there’s prison cell for me. | ’Cos I spoke the truth, there’s prison cell for me. | ||
They beat me and starve me and want me to die, | They beat me and starve me and want me to die, | ||
But I’m staying strong, Lord, I ain’t going to cry. | But I’m staying strong, Lord, I ain’t going to cry. | ||
I speak the truth, I do, Lord. | I speak the truth, I do, Lord. | ||
When I cry for freedom they done torture me. | When I cry for freedom they done torture me. | ||
Free me, Lord! | Free me, Lord! | ||
Let it be near, O my Lord! | Let it be near, O my Lord! | ||
Free me, Lord, | Free me, Lord, | ||
My brother, my sister, is the promised day near? | My brother, my sister, is the promised day near? | ||
For we mighty sad and sore from suff’ring here | For we mighty sad and sore from suff’ring here | ||
Let it be near, O my Lord! | Let it be near, O my Lord! | ||
We’ll soon be free | We’ll soon be free | ||
My brother how long, | My brother how long, | ||
’Fore we done suff’ring here? | ’Fore we done suff’ring here? | ||
It won’t be long | It won’t be long | ||
‘Fore the Lord will call us home. | ‘Fore the Lord will call us home. | ||
We’ll walk the road, miry road, | We’ll walk the road, miry road, | ||
Where pleasure lies, | Where pleasure lies, | ||
We’ll walk the street, | We’ll walk the street, | ||
Where pleasure never dies. | Where pleasure never dies. | ||
Oh, my Lord, how long? | Oh, my Lord, how long? | ||
Promised morning is almost here, | Promised morning is almost here, | ||
Freedom wagon is drawing near, | Freedom wagon is drawing near, | ||
Time to pray, | Time to pray, | ||
Save us today, | Save us today, | ||
Free from bondage and free from fear. | Free from bondage and free from fear. | ||
Promised morning here, my Lord, | Promised morning here, my Lord, | ||
The freedom wagon at the door, | The freedom wagon at the door, | ||
It stops outside, | It stops outside, | ||
Doors open wide, | Doors open wide, | ||
so loose the shackles, climb aboard! | so loose the shackles, climb aboard! | ||
Throw off the chains, | Throw off the chains, | ||
And walk outside the door. | And walk outside the door. | ||
Step into daylight, the Lord has set us free. | Step into daylight, the Lord has set us free. | ||
’Cos the Lord has set us free, | ’Cos the Lord has set us free, | ||
Send up a cry, | Send up a cry, | ||
Send up a shout, | Send up a shout, | ||
Go tell the people the pris’ners are let out! | Go tell the people the pris’ners are let out! | ||
Sing out for freedom, sing out for peace, | Sing out for freedom, sing out for peace, | ||
Sing out for justice and never ever cease! | Sing out for justice and never ever cease! | ||
Oh glory, Lord, | Oh glory, Lord, | ||
Hear my cry, bring freedom to the whole wide world. | Hear my cry, bring freedom to the whole wide world. | ||
Hear them, Lord, | Hear them, Lord, | ||
Hear your children’s cry, | Hear your children’s cry, | ||
hear them, O Lord, and bring them peace. | hear them, O Lord, and bring them peace. | ||
O Lord, hear us, Lord. | O Lord, hear us, Lord.}} | ||
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[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Modern music]] | [[Category:Modern music]] |
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- Editor: Oliver Barton (submitted 2003-04-15). Score information: A4, 30 pages, 1 MB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Full, chorus and organ scores available.
General Information
Title: A Spiritual for Freedom
Composer: Oliver Barton
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Cantata
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
First published:
Description: The Spiritual was written for a concert commemorating Amnesty International’s 40th anniversary. It uses the simplicity and heavy work rhythms of spirituals to deliver a powerful plea for freedom. All the spiritual melodies are new, the words based on fragments of existing spirituals. At the heart of the piece, a reader reads a passage from the Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, an American Slave, 1845, while the choir and soloists keen. The atmosphere at the end is one of ecstatic and optimistic exhaustion after a long ride of powerful emotion.
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Spare me, Lord!
When I speak the truth, then hundred lash for me.
I cried out for justice and freedom of speech,
And they done lock me up with the key out of reach.
Spare me, Lord!
’Cos I spoke the truth, there’s prison cell for me.
They beat me and starve me and want me to die,
But I’m staying strong, Lord, I ain’t going to cry.
I speak the truth, I do, Lord.
When I cry for freedom they done torture me.
Free me, Lord!
Let it be near, O my Lord!
Free me, Lord,
My brother, my sister, is the promised day near?
For we mighty sad and sore from suff’ring here
Let it be near, O my Lord!
We’ll soon be free
My brother how long,
’Fore we done suff’ring here?
It won’t be long
‘Fore the Lord will call us home.
We’ll walk the road, miry road,
Where pleasure lies,
We’ll walk the street,
Where pleasure never dies.
Oh, my Lord, how long?
Promised morning is almost here,
Freedom wagon is drawing near,
Time to pray,
Save us today,
Free from bondage and free from fear.
Promised morning here, my Lord,
The freedom wagon at the door,
It stops outside,
Doors open wide,
so loose the shackles, climb aboard!
Throw off the chains,
And walk outside the door.
Step into daylight, the Lord has set us free.
’Cos the Lord has set us free,
Send up a cry,
Send up a shout,
Go tell the people the pris’ners are let out!
Sing out for freedom, sing out for peace,
Sing out for justice and never ever cease!
Oh glory, Lord,
Hear my cry, bring freedom to the whole wide world.
Hear them, Lord,
Hear your children’s cry,
hear them, O Lord, and bring them peace.
O Lord, hear us, Lord.