From Palm Sunday to the Resurrection, this collection of hymns are specially arranged for unaccompanied solo instruments.

Song list:


Behold, the Lord to Zion Rides 27. Low in the Grave He Lay

Hosanna, Loud Hosanna 28. God So Loved the World

Palm Sunday 29. Crown Him With Many Crowns

Triumphal Entry 30. Alive Again

Lift Up Your Heads 31. Alle Meschen Mussen Sterben

All Glory, Laud, and Honor 32. Thine Is the Glory

How Great Thou Art 33. At Eastertime

Come, Faithful People 34. The Day of Resurrection

So Lowly Doth the Savior Ride 35. Beautiful Easter

There Was a Time When Children Sang 36. Easter People, Raise Your Voices

Go To Dark Gethsemane 37. Ascension Hymn

Let Us Break Bread Together 38. Brighter Are the Sunbeams

Jesus Paid It All 39. Resurrexit

When I Survey the Wondrous Cross 40. He Is Risen

Down at the Cross 41. The Bell of Easter

There is a Fountain 42. Easter Carol

Near the Cross 43. Cristo Vive

What Wondrous Love Is This 44. The Easter Dawn

Alas and Did My Savior Bleed 45. Easter, Joyous Easter

And Can It Be 46. We Welcome Glad Easter

Blessed Redeemer 47. Easter Visits Earth Again

The Way of the Cross Leads Home 48. Glad Easter Morn

They Led My Lord Away 49. Hark, the Springtide Breezes

Crucifixion Spiritual 50. Sweet Easter-Time

Christ the Lord Is Risen Today 51. Look, Ye Saints!

Rock of Ages 52. The Song of the Morning

Poem For Carlita (for unaccompanied violin) MO149

Violin Solo

Music by Mark O?Connor

5 pages - 7:30 minutes in length



Poem For Carlita In contemporary vocal music, there is a form called a story song. It is an odd form in that it does not contain any departure from the central idea; therefore there is no ?return.? The story has a beginning and ending but uses subtle variation to push the idea along its way. .. much the way loving relationships evolve. The equivalent of the story song in classical music is a Poem, and this is what I have called this piece. An inspiration I used for my musical poem was the ocean and it?s repetition of waves as they fall in to the shoreline. I grew up near the ocean and remember how the sounds of the relentless waves used to calm me. While it was the repetitive sound of the sea that moved me as a child, today, I observed that each wave was not the same but in fact slightly different. I was amazed that it seemed that no two waves looked or sounded the same to me. This natural occurrence seemed to mirror my love for wife Carla. Each day was just something a tiny bit different. It was very natural to make these kinds of life experience connections. Bridges that joined nature, love and art. The poem begins slowly and inquisitively and builds through in intensity with loud and mightily passionate moments of emotion before the music comes down peacefully and reflectively, until the last statement played by the violin signifies that the sea is calm once again.