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Through the assistance of the Ontario Arts Council, Maureen Forrester
commissioned the orchestration for Psalm 22 after she sang its
1980 première
with Morawetz at the piano. This new version was premièred January 4th, 1984 with Andrew Davis
conducting the Toronto Symphony. The unusually great response to this performance
by the public and the press may be perhaps best exemplified by the opening
sentence of the Toronto Star's review: "Perhaps one of the most moving
moments yet experienced at Roy Thomson Hall."
The composer himself commented about his work:
Although I knew the opening line from the day I first
heard, as a young student, Bach's St. Matthew Passion
as the last words of Christ on the cross, I realized only
in 1979 shortly before starting this composition, that these
words were a quote from David's Psalm 22 from the Old Testament.
I think it is one of the most moving passages of the Bible and,
of course, from the musical point of view it offers a tremendous
opportunity for contrasting moods - a strong belief in the
absolute justice of God and, at the same time, a terrible fear
that He has abandoned his people during their terrible suffering
in the hands of enemies.
The composition comes to its dynamic climax, shortly before the end
with the words "the foes will say, 'We have beaten him!' and all
the oppressors will have the joy of seeing me stumble." Though
the Psalm was written several thousand years ago, I could not help
but be reminded again vividly of the suffering and fate of prisoners
in the Nazi concentration camps during World War II.
For this composition, I used three English translations of the Bible:
the Oxford, the Jerusalem and the New English Bible, selecting for
each sentence the translation which seemed to me to contain the strongest
words and meaning. As it was my intention to give my work a unified
feeling I felt compelled to insert in the last part of my composition
a few lines from other psalms (after the words "and cast lots for my clothes").
These additional verses were necessary so that I could return to the opening
cry of fear and anguish: "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me" at the
end of the composition.
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