Video Information

• Choir: Saint Mary-of-the-Woods College Madrigals
• Piece: La Providence
• Composer:  Sydney Guillaume
• Conductor:  Michael Boswell
• Voices:  SSA
• Sheet Music:   sydneyguillaumemusic.com/...  
• Genres: A cappella, Classical, Folk/Ethnic, Sacred, Haiti, Haitian, French
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  Text by: Gabriel T. Guillaume
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  English Translation:
  
  God's will be done. (Fiat voluntas Dei.)
  
  God of Providence,
  You who have never failed us,
  Be blessed now and always.
  Yo...  more---
  Text by: Gabriel T. Guillaume
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  English Translation:
  
  God's will be done. (Fiat voluntas Dei.)
  
  God of Providence,
  You who have never failed us,
  Be blessed now and always.
  You created all things with an eternal love,
  For our greater good You gave them to us;
  
  The bird, our brother, does not sow nor harvest;
  Though for him to be fed, oh Lord, You provide.
  A simple lily, a tiny flower,
  Surpasses the splendor of the great King Solomon.
  
  God of Providence,
  You who have never failed us,
  Be blessed now and always.
  
  Why must we worry of the things to come?
  Why so many concerns for our future?
  God of Providence, Master of the Universe,
  You give to your children more than is needed.
  
  In spite of our fears and despite our misfortunes,
  In our moments of joy and even in our pains,
  We implore You, oh Lord, God of Providence,
  You offer us always Your divine presence.
  
  Let us search joyfully for the Kingdom of God,
  For Love and Justice, for Good, for the Peace of the Lord.
  All that is left will forever be our blessings,
  And our hearts shall receive the divine inheritance.
  
  God's will be done.
  "All in all,
  May God's will be done."
  Amen! Amen! Amen!
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  French Text:
  
  (Fiat voluntas Dei.)
  
  Dieu de la Providence,
  Toi qui nous as jamais abandonnées
  Sois béni maintenant et toujours.
  Tu créas toutes choses d'un éternel amour,
  Pour notre plus grand bien Tu nous les as données;
  
  Notre frère l'oiseau ne sème, ni ne moissonne;
  Pourtant pour le nourrir, ô Dieu, Tu provisionnes.
  Un simple lys des champs, une petite fleur,
  Du grand roi Salomon dépasse la splendeur.
  
  Dieu de la Providence,
  Toi ...    less