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Remembering Joseph: We Who Press to the Path
By Robb Cundick

Over the past few decades we members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints have become well acquainted with the term sesquicentennial. The sesquicentennial celebrations of the First Vision; of the organization of the Church and restoration of the Priesthood; of the arrival of the pioneers in Utah — all have blessed us with opportunities for remembrance and renewal. But the year 2005 turns a new page in our commemorations: the 200th anniversary of the birth of the Prophet Joseph Smith is our first major bicentennial celebration.

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Joseph Smith's First Vision

Collection of the Museum of History and Art
Copyright © 1993 LDS Church

Since 2003 I have had a special reason to anticipate this event: two years ago I was privileged to help my father, former Tabernacle Organist Robert Cundick, in the creation of a new musical work. I promised Scot and Maurine that I would share this experience with Meridian’s readers, and thus at long last comes this article.

At the time, Dad was among four composers who received commissions from Brigham Young University’s Barlow Endowment for Composition to write new works in honor of the Prophet’s birth. The pieces were to be performed at a commemoration concert by the musical organizations of the College of Fine Arts. Dad’s piece would be for the BYU Singers. Mack Wilberg would write for the BYU Concert Choir, Murray Boren for the BYU Wind Symphony, and Stephen Jones for the BYU Philharmonic Orchestra. The long anticipated concert is finally at hand! It will be held the evening of Friday, November 18 in the de Jong Concert Hall at BYU.

One of my life’s joys has been to be an observer and fan of my father’s musical achievements. Among my earliest musical memories is a performance at BYU of a piece he composed in honor of his five children. With a movement dedicated to each of us, this work for piano and orchestra was called “The Full House.” The title was a delightful play on words: after all, with three boys and two girls, Dad and Mom held both the valued poker hand and the literal “full house” we shared in our home on Provo’s east bench.

Since then, there have been many wonderful compositions and concerts. But with Dad now approaching his eightieth year, such opportunities are winding down. So this new commission was of special significance and I was glad to have another opportunity to watch him at work. But as it turned out, this time I had the chance to do more than watch!

As Dad considered how to proceed with his new composition he felt inspired to confine it to just three essentials: the Prophet Joseph (represented by a baritone soloist), the present-day Church (represented by a chorus), and the Voice of Revelation (represented by a solo cello). The piece would be an interaction among the three; the text being a dialog between the present-day Church and the Prophet.

When he shared the concept with me I asked about plans for the text. I didn’t mean to be dropping a hint. Although in the past I had written lyrics for a couple of his short pieces, I had no designs to be involved in such an ambitious work; I was merely curious.

So it came as a great surprise when a few days later he phoned to say he had received approval to ask me to write a text. My first thought was that perhaps my qualifications for such an honor might be subject to question. But I knew I would have regrets if I didn’t give it a try, and so I told him I would be happy to.

The only guideline Dad gave me was that he wanted the words of the Prophet Joseph to be taken from his actual writings, so I began by purchasing a copy of “Personal Writings of Joseph Smith,” compiled and edited by Dean C. Jessee. As I soon learned, there are drawbacks to such a comprehensive volume: it included everything Joseph had written (either by his own hand or as dictated to a scribe) and subjects ranged from the profound to the trivial. As a result, some of it made for rather laborious reading. Dad is always single-minded when he takes on a project and so I was not surprised when, after waiting a few weeks, he became impatient and asked me to hasten my efforts. By then I had made it through about two thirds of the book and had highlighted every sentence I thought might be useful.

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The Robert Cundicks, Junior and Senior

As I took stock of what I had so far I noted such a variety in subject matter as to leave me at a loss to envision the kind of dialog Dad had in mind. Though there were many inspiring phrases, how could I weave them together into a conversation that would make sense? Then, as I thumbed through the book again I was drawn to the first chapter and the very first section I had highlighted — the Prophet’s first known personal writing.

His subject included the First Vision, but it was not the account from the Pearl of Great Price that is so familiar to us; it was penned several years earlier in 1832. I read it several times and found it to be heartfelt and very moving. It was not as detailed as the later version and critics have made much of the fact that many of the details mentioned in the Pearl of Great Price are not present. But it was clear to me that this was meant more as summary of his experiences over a period of years. He did not focus specifically on the First Vision.

Here were broadly-painted descriptions of his youthful thoughts and feelings: his concern for the state of mankind and his own personal standing before God; the thoughts that motivated him to eventually approach the Lord in that first momentous prayer.

There were lyrical — almost poetic — qualities in his observations of the world around him. The sun, moon and stars, the creatures of the earth, and how his perceptions made him feel about his place in the world and about God's designs for mankind.

And there was another reason it was particularly appropriate: Joseph often used a scribe, but words that were written in his own hand were set in bold type in the book. The words in this chapter were bolded and so I knew there was no doubt they were his own; there was no possibility of a scribe having not quite gotten things right.

I knew at once that these words would provide a rich source of ideas and images upon which to base a “conversation” between the modern-day Church and the Prophet Joseph. How do we feel about these themes, given the insights we have gained from him? What feelings do we have in common with those he has expressed? What elements from the present are similar to the world of his time? What things have changed? These were questions I asked myself as I began to write.

As I thought of Joseph’s legacy, naturally it was the Book of Mormon that first came to mind. And as I considered the Book of Mormon, I thought of Lehi’s dream of the Tree of Life, which has always been one of my favorite parts. The mental pictures evoked by the dream began to stimulate ideas for the text: the path with the iron rod; the river of water and the mists of darkness; the mocking calls from people in the great and spacious building; the joy we feel as we partake of the precious fruit. All these are so true to life’s actual experience.

In this 1832 narrative I saw Joseph Smith embarking upon the path leading to the Tree of Life. When he walked to the grove of trees to call upon the Lord he was “seeking the gate” that leads to that path. Joseph has completed his journey. He led the way for us, and now it is our turn to “press to the path.”

When I completed the text and passed it on to Dad he was very pleased. He shared it with Dr. Ronald Staheli, conductor of the BYU Singers, who also expressed approval. But after considering it for several days, Ron did have some concerns about various details. I was very grateful for his input. His critique helped me transform the rough draft into something much more artistically pleasing than when it began. I am also indebted to my wife, Laurel, for showing me that if I did not provide more background at the beginning, our listeners might not immediately catch on to what I was talking about.

Dr. Ronald Staheli, Conductor of the Brigham Young University Singers

After these refinements, Dad went right to work on the music. He didn’t have to look far for inspiration. In the front entry of his home hangs a linoleum cut block print of the First Vision. It is the work of his friend, Warren Luch. Entitled “Forces of Light & Dark,” it won the Church’s International Art Competition in 1990. Dad thought about how — like  like his concept for the musical work — this impressive black and white print consists of just three simple elements; in this case: light, darkness, and the Prophet Joseph. He felt that he wanted his composition to portray such stark contrasts while still remaining simple and spare.

As he worked, he would first kneel in prayer at the piano bench, and thereafter he could feel the musical inspiration flow. He commenced composing during the Thanksgiving weekend of 2003. Working intermittently, he completed the score on January 13, 2004. It was exciting to hear him play it on the piano, but we were in for a long wait to hear a real performance.

Last week, Dad and I finally got that opportunity when we drove to Provo for a rehearsal. Fellow Mormon Tabernacle Choir singer Shane Warby will be the soloist representing the Prophet Joseph. Julie Bevan, principle cellist of the Orchestra at Temple Square, will play the solo cello; so I immediately felt I was among friends.

As we listened to words, music and performers join together for the first time, the result was thrilling. As I told the singers afterwards, the words began in my heart as I prayerfully responded to the writings of the Prophet. But Dad’s beautiful music has elevated them beyond their humble beginnings. And the pure, sublime voices of the BYU Singers with sensitive direction from Dr. Staheli brought them back to my heart with a spiritual impact that had been multiplied exponentially.

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Brigham Young University Singers

I share the text below, but to read it is only a beginning. One must listen to those beautiful young voices sing Dad’s heavenly music in order to feel its true impact.

I am eagerly awaiting the performances not only our piece, but those of Brothers Wilberg, Boren, and Jones. There will also be listening opportunities for those who cannot attend the concert; it will be videotaped for later broadcast on BYU Television, KBYU Television, and KBYU-FM. Below is the broadcast schedule, however as these dates near, you should double check the programming schedules at http://byubroadcasting.org as I am told there is a slight chance the dates and/or times will change:

(All times are Mountain Time).

BYU Television (Internet streaming available at http://byubroadcasting.org).
Dec 21, 9 pm
Dec 23, 10:30 am

KBYU-TV (Channel 11)
Dec 23, 7:30 pm

KBYU FM (Internet streaming available at http://byubroadcasting.org).

Dec 2, 8 pm
Dec 18, 4 pm

Remembering Joseph:
We Who Press to the Path

Chorus:      

Joseph.
Oh, Brother Joseph.
We who press to the path,
The path that shines of the light you received from our Savior,
Pause to reflect and listen with heart and mind.
You guided our fathers from darkness to the dawn of the latter day.
Sing of your journey!
Tell us how you sought the gate!

Joseph:      

From the age of twelve to fifteen
I pondered many things in my heart:
The [state] of the world of mankind,
The contentions and divisions,
The wickedness and abominations,
And the darkness, which pervaded the minds of [men].
By searching the scriptures
I found that mankind did not come unto the Lord,
But that they had apostatized from the true and living faith.
I felt to mourn for my own sins
And for the sins of the world.

Chorus:      

Joseph — we, too, lament when we stray.
For though blessed with the Gospel’s lamp,
Mists of darkness are ever at hand.
But you gave voice to the whispers of prophets long lost to the world,
Even they who point to the Tree of Life!
And we hold to God’s word as we strive to partake of its fruit.
And when at last we reach and relish its sweetness,
We in turn look back and beckon others to follow.

Joseph:      

[I turned my eyes to the physical world]
And looked upon the sun, the glorious luminary of the earth!
And also the moon,
Rolling in their majesty through the heavens.
The stars shining in their courses
And the earth upon which I stood.

Chorus:      

The sun is yet bright in the sky
And also the moon.
But the stars are ofttimes dimmed by earthbound light;
How easily the hurried world forgets them.
But we look up in wonder!
For we have seen them engraved on the house of their Creator,
And have served Him there
And have felt His Holy Spirit quicken our hearts!

Joseph:      

I thought of the beast of the field
And the fowls of heaven and the fish of the waters
And also man
Walking forth on the face of the earth in the strength of beauty.
Whose power and intelligence in governing the things
Which are so exceedingly great and marvelous
[Is] even in the likeness of Him who created them.
I considered these things and my heart exclaimed,
“Well hath the wise man said,
‘It is a fool that saith in his heart, there is no God.’”

Chorus:      

Our day has seen sights that once were reserved for visions:
To look upon Earth from the heavens!
Her oceans reflecting the azure sky
And her continents swept by the rushing clouds!
Yet many refuse to see with the heart.
And though knowledge has blossomed
And favors our lives with great things,
Wisdom shadows behind and shakes her head in sadness.
Joseph, your words inspire us to value these gifts
And reverence Him who gives them.  

Joseph:      

All these bear testimony
And bespeak a being who maketh laws
And who [decrees] and [binds] all things in their bounds.
Who filleth Eternity;
Who was and is and will be from all Eternity to Eternity.
[Who] seeketh such to worship Him
As worship Him in spirit and in truth!
Therefore I cried to the Lord for mercy
For there was none else to whom I could go.
The Lord heard my cry
And a pillar of light came down from above and rested upon me.
I was filled with the Spirit of God
And the Lord opened the heavens upon me!   

Chorus:      

You planted the seed of faith in your heart
And you saw that it was good.
It grew and enlarged your soul
And caused you to reach out to God.
And the Lord had mercy —
Mercy for you and for all who had wandered so long in darkness.
How we rejoice that the heavens were opened!
How we delight in the words of our Savior!

Joseph:      

And I saw the Lord and He spake unto me, saying,
“Joseph, my son, thy sins are forgiven thee.
Walk in my statutes and keep my commandments.
Behold I am the Lord of glory.
I was crucified for the world
That all those who believe on my name may have Eternal life.
Behold and lo I come quickly as it is written of me,
In the cloud, clothed in the glory of my Father.”

Chorus:      

So as He appeared unto you,
We know that we, too, shall see Him,
Whether in this life or in the world to come.
And we shall fall at His feet and worship Him;
And shall testify with our tears of our love for Him;
And shall smile as we look on His tender face in gratitude.

Joseph:      

And my soul was filled with love
And for many days I could rejoice with great joy.
And the Lord was with me.
But [at first there were few] that would believe the heavenly vision.
Nevertheless I pondered these things in my heart.

Chorus:      

But the Lord has awakened ears to hear
And hearts to hope for the tidings you proclaimed.
And now, as the stone cut out without hands,
The Lord’s work and glory roll forth to fill the earth.
Millions learn of you, Brother Joseph,
And extol your name for good,
And teach their children to press to the path
That shines of the light you received from our Savior,
That leads to our eternal home.        

A limited number of full size original prints of Forces of Light & Dark are still available from artist Warren Luch. He can be contacted at PO Box 194, Carmel, CA 93921.

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About the Author:

Robb Cundick is the eldest son of Tabernacle Organist emeritus Robert Cundick. He has sung in the Mormon Tabernacle Choir since July of 1990. Robb earned a Ph.D. in Medical Informatics at the University of Utah and is a medical computer programmer at the Huntsman Cancer Institute in Salt Lake City. Father of five, he is married to the former Laurel Soderborg. His articles for Meridian contain his own observations and do not represent the Mormon Tabernacle Choir or the Church in any official capacity.

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