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Joy DeCoursey-Porter is a Canadian born composer, but spent most of her childhood in Hawaii. She currently resides in Seattle, Washington with her husband and 2 sons. Joy began choral composing in 2010. Since then her pieces have placed in the American Prize, been endorsed by Project Encore, and have been performed around the world. She enjoys many facets of the music industry including singing, teaching, writing for her students, and playing a variety of instruments.


Ave Verum Corpus

by Joy DeCoursey-Porter

SATB a cappella – CP 1828 – duration 3:45
TTBB a cappella – CP 1829
“A prayerful, meditative setting of the 14th century Eucharistic chant.”
Joy has created a beautiful marriage for this text and accomplished choirs will love the poignant setting.

There Was the One

by Joy DeCoursey-Porter

SSAATTBB a cappella – CP 1827 – duration 6:00
Challenging yet surprisingly intuitive and approachable, diatonic with long weaving lines. Gorgeous – in a nutshell!

An 8th century German monk sits alone in a candle-lit room and attempts, through the limits of quill and ink, to contemplate life before human thought. His written revelations have come to be known as The Wessobrunn Prayer, and remain one of the oldest living poetic texts written in High German.

“There Was The One” is written as a sort of journey through this text. One can feel the isolation of private thought in the opening solo passage, building slowly in form and structure as the implications of “nothing” begin to take solid and practical form. The piece continues to musically ebb and flow along with the monk’s thoughts until his recognition of God’s power dawns, and the dynamics and texture build to a climax. One can feel his heart pick up the pace, as English, German, Latin, and Spanish declare the Almighty God; as if to say that these truths are relevant for people of every tongue, tribe, and nation.

The piece ends as it began; leaving the solitary monk once again in the company of his quill and ink, his candle flickering down to its nub, and his mind and heart filled with the light of revelation.