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In my Music Notebook...

12/29/2020

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For Keeping Christmas
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In my Music Notebook...

12/13/2020

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Listening to these ancient words for Advent Three
​
​Of the Father's love begotten,
Ere the worlds began to be,
He is Alpha and Omega,
He the source, the ending He,
Of the things that are, that have been,
And that future years shall see,
Evermore and evermore!

​O that birth forever blessèd,

When the virgin, full of grace,
By the Holy Ghost conceiving,
Bore the Saviour of our race;
And the Babe, the world's Redeemer,
First revealed His sacred face,
evermore and evermore!

​O ye heights of heaven adore Him;

Angel hosts, His praises sing;
Powers, dominions, bow before Him,
and extol our God and King!
Let no tongue on earth be silent,
Every voice in concert sing,
Evermore and evermore!

​Christ, to Thee with God the Father,

And, O Holy Ghost, to Thee,
Hymn and chant with high thanksgiving,
And unwearied praises be:
Honour, glory, and dominion,
And eternal victory,
Evermore and evermore!
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In my Poetry Notebook...

10/30/2020

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The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.

The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.


Emily Dickinson
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In my Music Notebook...

4/1/2020

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In my Music Notebook...

12/17/2019

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"Jesus, Springing" 
words Kevin Crossley-Holland (1941-)  music Bob Chilcott (1955-)

I am the heart that houses the cone,
the cone enclosing the cedar,
I am the cedar sawn for the cradle,
forest of the body, body of the tree.

I am the cradle rocking the baby,
I am the baby containing the man,
I am the man nailed on the cross,
tree of the body, body of the forest.

I am the cross sawn from the cedar,
I am the cedar enclosed in the cone,
I am the cone housed in the heart,
here in my heart Jesus, springing.



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In my Music Notebook...

2/25/2019

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Love is little, love is low,
Love will make our spirits grow,
Grow in peace, grow in light,
Love 
will do the thing that's right.
Love is gentle, love is small,
Love will find the best of all,
Find the peace, find the light, 
Love will do the thing that's right.

Love is silent, love is strong,
Love will sing a quiet song,
Sing of peace, sing of light,
Love will do the thing that's right.

Love is wonder, love is grace,
Love will bind all in its place;
Bind the peace, bind the light,
Love will do the thing that's right.
​
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In my Music Notebook...

12/17/2018

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In my Music Notebook...

12/3/2018

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"Someday At Christmas"
  Ron Miller and Bryan Wells,
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Someday at Christmas men won't be boys
Playing with bombs like kids play with toys
One warm December our hearts will see
A world where men are free

Someday at Christmas there'll be no wars
When we have learned what Christmas is for
When we have found what life's really worth
There'll be peace on earth

Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime

Someday at Christmas we'll see a land
With no hungry children, no empty hand
One happy morning people will share
Our world where people care

Someday at Christmas there'll be no tears
All men are equal and no men have fears
One shining moment, one prayer away
From our world today

Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime

Someday at Christmas man will not fail
Hate will be gone and love will prevail
Someday a new world that we can start
With hope in every heart

Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
Someday at Christmastime
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In my Music Notebook...

2/26/2018

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Stabat Mater Dolorosa

Giovanni Battista Pergolesi (1710-1736)for soprano and alto solo
 
Stabat Mater dolorosa
Iuxta crucem lacrimosa
Dum pendebat Filius.

The grieving Mother 
stood weeping beside the cross 
where her Son was hanging.

Cuius animam gementem
Contristatam et dolentem
Pertransivit gladius.

Through her weeping soul, 
compassionate and grieving, 
a sword passed.

O quam tristis et afflicta
Fuit illa benedicta
Mater unigeniti!

O how sad and afflicted 
was that blessed Mother 
of the only-begotten!

Quae moerebat et dolebat,
Pia Mater, dum videbat
Nati poenas incliti.

Who mourned and grieved, 
seeing and bearing the torment 
of her glorious child.

Quis est homo qui non fleret,
Matrem Christi si videret
In tanto supplicio?

Who is it that would not weep, 
seeing Christ’s Mother 
in such agony?

Vidit suum dulcem natum
Moriendo desolatum
Dum emisit spiritum.

She saw her sweet child
die desolate,
as he gave up His spirit.

Eja Mater, fons amoris 
Me sentire vim doloris
Fac, ut tecum lugeam.

O Mother, fountain of love,
make me feel the power of sorrow, 
that I may grieve with you.

Fac, ut ardeat cor meum 
In amando Christum Deum 
Ut sibi complaceam.

Grant that my heart may burn 
in the love of Christ my God, 
that I may greatly please Him.

Sancta Mater, istud agas, 
Crucifixi fige plagas 
cordi meo valide.

Holy Mother, may you do thus:
place the wounds of the Crucified
deep in my heart.

Fac ut portem Christi mortem, 
passionis fac consortem, 
et plagas recolere.

Make me to bear Christ's death,
sharing in His passion,
and commemorate his wounds.

Inflammatus et accensus 
per te, Virgo, sim defensus
in die iudicii.

Inflame and set on fire, 
may I be defended by you, Virgin, 
on the day of judgment.

Fac me cruce custodiri 
morte Christi praemuniri 
confoveri gratia.

Let me be guarded by the cross, 
armed by Christ's death 
and His cherished by His grace.

Quando corpus morietur, 
fac ut animæ donetur 
Paradisi gloria. Amen.

When my body dies, 
grant that to my soul is given 
the glory of paradise. Amen.
​

© Hans van der Velden
13th century Franciscan hymn
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In my Music Notebook...

12/19/2017

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Picture
Lawren Harris 1923, "From the North Shore, Lake Superior
WE COME
by Steve Bell
Our hearts are empty without You

Barren and cold
But for the bold
Hope that You Yourself
Planted within
In the mighty name of God
In the saving name of Jesus
In the strong name of the Spirit
We come
We cry
We watch
We wait
We look
We long for you
Sometimes we long for the morning
For a refrain
From etchings in pain
Yet our loneliness
Draws us to You
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