Concerts

I don't know that there's anything more exciting than the sound of an orchestra tuning up. It produces such an anticipation of wonderful things to come. Tonight is our final choir and orchestra rehearsal before our Easter concerts this weekend and the orchestra will surely be tuning up as we, the choir members, arrive.

For as long as I can remember, I've enjoyed singing. When I started singing in our church choir over 10 years ago, I sang second alto; however, a couple of years I switched to second soprano because the need was greatest there. There are pros and cons to both parts. I love going for the high notes as a soprano, but I miss singing the harmony as an alto.

Of the many wonderful songs in this upcoming concert, there's one in particular that is especially moving to me:

Even the Heavens are Weeping (words and music by Joseph M. Martin)

Even the heavens are weeping
as a cross is lifted on high.
The tears of the Father are falling
as Jesus goes forth to die.
The sky grows dark as midnight,
the thunder starts to cry.
Even the heavens are weeping
as Jesus goes forth to die.

Even now the earth is shaking
as they crucify the King.
Hills and valleys all are trembling
as the hammer starts to ring.
Hosannas now are silent.
The crowds no longer sing.
Even now the earth is shaking
as they crucify the King.

Even the heavens are weeping
as they take Him from the tree.
The sun in its shame hides in shadows
and the birds refuse to sing.
The hands of those who loved Him
prepare Him for the grave.
Even the heavens are weeping
as they carry the Lord away.

Even the heavens are weeping.
Even the heavens are weeping,
weeping.

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