John Hetland

Life

Born: 1941

Biography John Hetland is the founder and director of the Renaissance Street Singers. He graduated from St. John's college in Annapolis, Maryland, in 1965, and has since lived in Manhattan, New York. He has written sacred works for a cappella choir and rounds for anyone.

List of choral works

Sacred Music

Agnus Dei Agnus Dei (round) All streams run to the sea Alma Redemptoris Mater And you, my beloved Ave Maria Ave Maria (round) Ave Regina caelorum Awake, north wind! Before day breathes The earth is the Lord's I think God walked My beloved has gone down to his garden

My beloved is milk and wine My dove in the clefts of the rock O that you were like a brother Regina caeli laetare Requiem aeternam Requiem aeternam (round) Salve Regina Salve Regina (round) The sun rises Tell me, my only love Threescore are the queens What has been Your hair is like a flock of goats

Rounds

Note: The term "equal voices" should here be understood to mean both high (mostly women and children) and low (mostly men) voices. Include both in singing these rounds, but only high or only low on any part. Fermatas indicate a chord for ending, so ignore them until the end. Plan to end with low voices on the root of the chord.

Agnus Dei (round) All of the guns All streams run to the sea And you, my beloved Apple Round Ave Maria (round) Awake, north wind! Barbara's Shopping Before day breathes Better a bell to be Billy's baby brother Black Flag Canby Singers Dawn, the yellow-robed The earth is the Lord's Friends, come around Henry Hetland How to kéep - is there ány any I think God walked Life's crazy long slide Love is a place

My beloved has gone down to his garden My beloved is milk and wine My dove in the clefts of the rock O that you were like a brother Queen Mary's thistle Requiem aeternam (round) A round is like a universe Sailing on the sea Salve Regina (round) Shall I compare thee The sifting snow The sun rises Tell me, my only love They call it Fall Threescore are the queens V-8 What has been What if there were nothing? Write me a round that's easy to sing You are the life in my life Your hair is like a flock of goats