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It's a gentle start to this week's Summer Hymn Requests, with Eleanor Farjeon's Morning Has Broken sung by the Choir of King's College, Cambridge. Audio
It's a gentle start to this week's Summer Hymn Requests, with Eleanor Farjeon's Morning Has Broken sung by the Choir of King's College, Cambridge.
St James Community Church, Otane Photo: Robyn Jaquiery
Artist: Choir of King’s College, Cambridge Words/Music: Eleanor Farjeon/Trad Recording: EMI 948306
Morning has broken, like the first morning Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for them springing fresh from the word Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven Like the first dewfall, on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden Sprung in completeness where his feet pass Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning Born of the one light, Eden saw play Praise with elation, praise every morning God's recreation of the new day.
Artist: Cantus Choro Words/Music: Bianco da Siena/Ralph Vaughan Williams Recording: Move 743142
Come down, O love divine, seek thou this soul of mine, And visit it with thine own ardour glowing. O comforter, draw near, within my heart appear, And kindle it, thy holy flame bestowing. Let holy charity mine outward vesture be, And lowliness become mine inner clothing; True lowliness of heart, which takes the humbler part, And o’er its own shortcomings weeps with loathing. And so the yearning strong, with which the soul will long, Shall far outpass the power of human telling; For none can guess its grace, till he become the place Wherein the Holy Spirit makes his dwelling.
Artist: Choir of Wells Cathedral/Malcom Archer (dir), Rupert Gough (organ) Words/Music: Psalm 23/Jessie Seymour Irvine arr Malcolm Archer Recording: Griffin GCCD 4010
The Lord's my shepherd; I'll not want. He makes me down to lie In pastures green; He leadeth me The quiet waters by. My soul He doth restore again; And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, E'en for His own name's sake. Yea, though I walk through death's dark vale, Yet will I fear no ill; For Thou art with me, and Thy rod And staff me comfort still. My table Thou hast furnished In presence of my foes; My head Thou dost with oil anoint, And my cup overflows. Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me; And in God's house forevermore My dwelling place shall be.
Artist: New Zealand Youth Choir 1996, Karen Grylls (dir) Words/Music: Richard Puanaki Recording: Trust MMT 2016
Maria Ka waiata ki a Maria Hine i whakaae Whakameatia mai Te whare tangata. Hine pūrotu Hine ngākau Hine rangimārie Ko te whaea Ko te whaea O te ao
Artist: Donald Sweeney (bar), Winchester Cathedral Choir Words/Music: Cornelius trans Bate/Nicolai Label: Herald HAVPCD 231
Three kings from Persian lands afar to Jordan follow the pointing star: And this the quest of the travellers three, where the new-born King of the Jews may be. Full royal gifts they bear for the King: Gold, incense, myrrh are their offering. The star shines out with steadfast ray; the kings to Bethlehem make their way, and there in worship they bend the knee, as Mary's child in her lap they see; their royal gifts they show to the King: Gold, incense, myrrh are their offering. Thou child of man, lo, to Bethlehem the kings are trav'ling, travel with them! The star of mercy, the star of grace, shall lead thy heart to its resting place. Gold, incense, myrrh thou canst not bring: Offer thy heart to the infant King, offer thy heart!
Artist: Glasgow Phoenix Choir, Peter Mooney (dir) Words/Music: Dorothy Blomfield/Joseph Barnby Recording: Word PWCD 003
O perfect Love, all human thought transcending, lowly we kneel in prayer before thy throne, that theirs may be the love which knows no ending, whom thou in sacred vow dost join in one. O perfect Life, be thou their full assurance of tender charity and steadfast faith, of patient hope and quiet, brave endurance, with childlike trust that fears no pain or death. Grant them the joy which brightens earthly sorrow; grant them the peace which calms all earthly strife; grant them the vision of the glorious morrow that will reveal eternal love and life.
Artist: Choir of King’s College, Cambridge Words/Music: John Greenleaf Whittier/Hubert Parry Recording: EMI 948306
Dear Lord and father of mankind, Forgive our foolish ways; Reclothe us in our rightful mind, In purer lives thy service find, In deeper reverence, praise, In deeper reverence, praise. In simple trust like theirs who heard, Beside the Syrian sea, The gracious calling of the Lord, Let us, like them, without a word, Rise up and follow thee, Rise up and follow thee. Drop thy still dews of quietness, Till all our strivings cease; Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of thy peace, The beauty of thy peace. Breathe through the heats of our desire Thy coolness and thy balm, Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire; Speak through the earthquake, wind and fire, O still small voice of calm, O still small voice of calm!
Artist: Gondwana Voices Words/Music: Folliat Pierpoint/John Rutter Recording: ABC 472822
For the beauty of the earth, For the beauty of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies; over and around us lies: Lord of all, to thee we raise This our joyful hymn of praise. For the beauty of each hour Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon and stars of light: Sun and moon and stars of light: Lord of all, to thee we raise This our joyful hymn of praise. For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth, and friends above, For all gentle thoughts and mild: Lord of all, to thee we raise This our joyful hymn of praise. For each perfect gift of thine To our race so freely given, Graces human and divine, Flow'rs of earth and buds of heav'n: flow'rs of earth and buds of heav'n: Lord of all, to thee we raise This our joyful hymn of praise, our hymn of praise.
Artist: Choir of Yorkminster Park Baptist Church, Catherine Palmer (dir), Ronald Jordan (organ) Words/Music: Charles Wesley/James Campbell Recording: Marquis MAR 175
And can it be that I should gain An int'rest in the Saviour's blood? Died He for me, who caused His pain? For me, who Him to death pursued? Amazing love! how can it be That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me? [Repeat last two lines] Long my imprisoned spirit lay Fast bound in sin and nature's night; Thine eye diffused a quick'ning ray, I woke, the dungeon flamed with light; My chains fell off, my heart was free; I rose, went forth and followed Thee. [Repeat last two lines] No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in Him is mine! Alive in Him, my living Head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Bold I approach the eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ my own. [Repeat last two lines]