Ariel Ramirez arr. Padre Jesus Gabriel Segade (Argentina)

Soloists: TBD

Glory to God

From the valley, from every mountain,

and for His children, peace.

We will praise Thee and we will bless Thee,

We adore Thee, we glorify Thee,

Now let us thank Thee. We will sing your praises.

O Load God our Heav'nly King, the Father who can do all things.

Lord God, our own Jesus Christ, Son of Heaven.

Sweet Lamb og God, Song of the father,

O Lord, forgive the sins of your children, 

and have mercy upon us.

O hear your children praying, Lord. 

You, my Lord, along are Holy. Amen.

Maura Nava arr. Steve White

There's a place underneath my feet

Not a sword, not a wall

A precipice, a void

Another border

In half,

All has been left in half

Even time has stopped

There's no beginning, no end

This line leads nowhere

The story has been divided

And my heart, in half

The ground is now a moving platform

I'm hanging, about to fall

Into a precipice, a void

A fracture, a bushel of thorns

In half,

All has been left in half

Even time has stopped

There's no beginning, no end

This line leads nowhere

The story has been divided

And my heart, in half

Maura Nava arr. Steven Sodders

I had to die in order to live

No choice

This pain is yet to be healed

And there’s no choice

As the tree sheds its leaves

I shed my broken wings

I belong to the wind

Everything must first break

To be healed and mended

Mother Life, she tells me

“open your heart, my child”

Mother Death

she hugs me so I’ll be brave

and I say “yes”

Sacred water

caressing my face

Adorning my tears with its love

As the tree sheds its leaves

I shed my broken wings

I belong to the wind

Everything must first break

To be healed and mended

Mother Life, she tells me

“open your heart, my child”

Mother Death

she hugs me so I’ll be brave

and I say “yes, I accept”.

ACC College Choir & Chamber Singers

Hernando Franco (Guatemala/Mexico)

(Sung in Nahuatl)

Lady Queen of heaven above, 

blessed Mother, 

advocate of men below, 

hear us and pray for us.

Folksong arr. Pablo T. Roballo (Uruguay)

The children in all corners dance the Ronda Catonga. 

With their hands they make the circle of the big ring. 

Makumba, makumbebé, 

The little Africans also make the ring with the night in their hands. 

We have to throw an arrow and dance the candombe 

So that the little devil “mandinga’’ will run away. 

I sing the “tiringu tingo” when I see a beautiful girl passing by. 

The stars make a ring when they play with the sun, 

And in the candombe of the sky, the moon is the biggest drum. 

Dance to the circle. 

Maura Nava arr. Steven Sodders

I bear the moon in my blood

In my blood I bear the sun

I want to be drenched in soil

I return to the Earth

For too long

I contained the fire inside me

Let it burn,

And if it kills me, may you remember me.

Ah, Ah, Ah!

Come, disarm me

Take my breath away

A little more, more!

May our souls be fused in flames of freedom.

You are my chalice of life

Forbidden fruit

May heaven open its gates for us!

Zoe Banks

Steven Behnke

Dani Beltran Umbarger

Tammy Bradshaw

Cagney Branam

London Bridges

Trajanae Brown

Xander Cartwright

Seth Chavez

Erika Chirino

Savanna Clapp

Saturn Foreman

Kristen Garth

Kathleen Hilland

Eren Hillman

Jackie House-Caceres

Tucker Hymel Pratt

Steve Jacobs

Rebecca Johnson

Tanush Kori

Lilly Kraemer

Isabella Lai

Kelsi Moore

Jodei Pasasadaba

Daniela Peraza Rojas

Janelle Ponti

Tammy Porter

Lauren Renaud

Izaiah Rodriguez

Stephanie Rogers

Roslyn Roman

Jlynna Romero

Luis Servin

Ryan Sheely

Andrea Siles

Lauren Spittler

Kalina Vangelov

Richard Yu

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