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God Said Yes and It Was So
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God Said Yes and It Was So
Choral Unison
Choral Unison choir - Digital Download SKU: H1.JR218DP Composed by Hal H. Hopson. P…
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Choral Unison choir - Digital Download SKU: H1.JR218DP Composed by Hal H. Hopson. Piano Accompaniment. General Worship. Octavo. 4 pages. Hope Publishing - Digital #JR218DP. Published by Hope Publishing - Digital (H1.JR218DP). Herbert Brokering.Original anthem Choral Piece by Herbert Brokering and Hal H. Hopson.
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LOVE DREAM OF YESTURDAY
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Piano - Digital Download SKU: A0.1066792 Composed by THEMIS KOUTRAS. Christian,Gosp…
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Piano - Digital Download SKU: A0.1066792 Composed by THEMIS KOUTRAS. Christian,Gospel,Praise & Worship,Sacred. Full Performance. Duration 74. THEMIS KOUTRAS #5214063. Published by THEMIS KOUTRAS (A0.1066792). This song is about what happened in a dream GOD gave me i thought at that time i understood it and i did but not as much as when the dream actually took place after i wrote the song i end up passing away and taken in spirit by the holy spirit i was taken back in time to the days of JESUS CHRIST at the very old cross i saw him die i was in spirit joined to the holy spirit as 1 i followed him to his berrieal and it was i who prayed and the stone roled away and it was i who prayed again and my father JESUS CHRIST was risen alive he walked in my body and brought me to heaven where i saw him control the universe he bought me back here in our time the year around 2000 AD after praying i said what dose this all mean LORD he repplies he spent 3 days and nights of mans time in the grave then risen alive GOD said to me that in his time 1000 years is = to 1 day and 1 day is = to 1000 years thus it was the year 2000 and 2 or so in GODS time that i was sent back for the above mision JESUS CHRIST is here now in the return he is right in my heart so as GOD and the holy spirit as i can comunicate with him as offten as i like to or he likes to comunicate with me he said to me the kingdom of his has now been past on to me and appeared to me as he anointed me himself with a sword as KING ye true as i then saw lightning stuck from the east to the west in a perfectly straight line. ye bible prophesies points out to me all others saying they are the return are liers and no bible prophecy point to them I have four field most of its prophecy concerning the Christ in written in the book of revelation GOD says to me in due time I will four field the rest of it.
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Too Much For Our Thirst (Trombone and Piano)
Trombone and Piano
Piano,Tenor Trombone - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1335564 Composed by Alexa…
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Piano,Tenor Trombone - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1335564 Composed by Alexander Burdiss. Contemporary. Score and part. 12 pages. Ars Nova Press #921400. Published by Ars Nova Press (A0.1335564). Too Much For Our Thirstby Alexander BurdissArranged for Trombone and PianoDedicated to Courtney CarmackPerformance Time: approx. 7:00This is an adaptation for trombone of a piece originally written for tuba. The Eyes of the Poor from Paris SpleenWritten by Charles Baudelaire, Translated by Arthur Symons Ah! you want to know why I hate you to-day. It will probably be less easy for you to understand than for me to explain it to you; for you are, I think, the most perfect example of feminine impenetrability that could possibly be found. We had spent a long day together, and it had seemed to me short. We had promised one another that we would think the same thoughts and that our two souls should become one soul; a dream which is not original, after all, except that, dreamed by all men, it has been realised by none. In the evening you were a little tired, and you sat down outside a new café at the corner of a new boulevard, still littered with plaster and already displaying proudly its unfinished splendours. The café glittered. The very gas put on all the fervency of a fresh start, and lighted up with its full force the blinding whiteness of the walls, the dazzling sheets of glass in the mirrors, the gilt of cornices and mouldings, the chubby-cheeked pages straining back from hounds in leash, the ladies laughing at the falcons on their wrists, the nymphs and goddesses carrying fruits and pies and game on their heads, the Hebes and Ganymedes holding out at arm's-length little jars of syrups or parti-coloured obelisks of ices; the whole of history and of mythology brought together to make a paradise for gluttons. Exactly opposite to us, in the roadway, stood a man of about forty years of age, with a weary face and a greyish beard, holding a little boy by one hand and carrying on the other arm a little fellow too weak to walk. He was taking the nurse-maid's place, and had brought his children out for a walk in the evening. All were in rags. The three faces were extraordinarily serious, and the six eyes stared fixedly at the new café with an equal admiration, differentiated in each according to age. The father's eyes said: How beautiful it is! how beautiful it is! One would think that all the gold of the poor world had found its way to these walls. The boy's eyes said: How beautiful it is! how beautiful it is! But that is a house which only people who are not like us can enter. As for the little one's eyes, they were too fascinated to express anything but stupid and utter joy. Song-writers say that pleasure ennobles the soul and softens the heart. The song was right that evening, so far as I was concerned. Not only was I touched by this family of eyes, but I felt rather ashamed of our glasses and decanters, so much too much for our thirst. I turned to look at you, dear love, that I might read my own thought in you; I gazed deep into your eyes, so beautiful and so strangely sweet, your green eyes that are the home of caprice and under the sovereignty of the Moon; and you said to me: Those people are insupportable to me with their staring saucer- eyes! Couldn't you tell the head waiter to send them away? So hard is it to understand one another, dearest, and so incommunicable is thought, even between people who are in love!
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Too Much For Our Thirst
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Let It Be
Choral Alto Voice,Bass Voice,Double Bass,Piano and Keyboard,Soprano voice,Tenor Voice,Viol…
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Choral Alto Voice,Bass Voice,Double Bass,Piano and Keyboard,Soprano voice,Tenor Voice,Viola,Violin - Level 3 - Interactive Download SKU: A0.481914 By The Beatles. By John Lennon and Paul McCartney. Arranged by Jeremy Nafziger. This edition: Interactive Download. Christmas. Octavo. Duration 286. Jeremy Nafziger #6Re335EyhndYxZ7ALSuj10. Published by Jeremy Nafziger (A0.481914). Key: C major.The Beatles classic with the Advent hymn, In Dulci Jubilo. Both texts come from dreams, and this winds up a meaningful combination. In Dulci was written in the 14th century by German monk and teacher Heinrich Suso (or Seuse), who writes in his third-person autobiography about a dream he had: Now this same angel came up to the Servant [Suso] brightly, and said that God had sent him down to him, to bring him heavenly joys amid his sufferings; adding that he must cast off all his sorrows from his mind and bear them company, and that he must also dance with them in heavenly fashion. Then they drew the Servant by the hand into the dance, and the youth began a joyous song about the infant Jesus, which runs thus: In dulci jubilo... About 650 years later, in 1968, Paul McCartney was staying out late, drinking too much, and thinking that the Beatles were probably going to break up soon. Then one night, somewhere between deep sleep and insomnia, I had the most comforting dream about my mother, who died when I was only 14. She had been a nurse, my mum, and very hardworking, because she wanted the best for us.... At night when she came home, she would cook, so we didn’t have a lot of time with each other. But she was just a very comforting presence in my life. And when she died, one of the difficulties I had, as the years went by, was that I couldn’t recall her face so easily.... So in this dream twelve years later, my mother appeared, and there was her face, completely clear, particularly her eyes, and she said to me very gently, very reassuringly: “Let it be.†It was lovely. I woke up with a great feeling. It was really like she had visited me at this very difficult point in my life and gave me this message: Be gentle, don’t fight things, just try and go with the flow and it will all work out. His mother's name was Mary, or course. He wrote the song in the next few days, and it was released on the album on the same name in 1970, a month after the Beatles split up. As for the actual texts, they're very different. In Dulci is macaronic (alternating between two languages, in this case Latin and a translation from Medieval German) and ecstatic; Let It Be is English and more subdued. In this version, we alternate between the two but keep the Let It Be structure, except for a diversion in the middle where the well-known Bach setting is adopted as kind of an interlude. The two texts and melodies are sung together in the last verse (the fourth In Dulci verse and the third Let It Be verse), where both are talking about music.
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Tutte dormono sulla collina
Violin and Piano
Small Ensemble,Strings Cello,Organ,Pan Pipe,Piano,Violin - Digital Download SKU: A0.976…
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Small Ensemble,Strings Cello,Organ,Pan Pipe,Piano,Violin - Digital Download SKU: A0.976835 Composed by Monica Bergo. Spiritual. Score and parts. 35 pages. Monica Bergo #3235427. Published by Monica Bergo (A0.976835). 2017 Holiday Contest EntryALL SLEEPING ON THE HILL While it flowing words and pictures All are sleeping on the hill They are so many, so beautiful and pale They are waiting on the hill Princesses looking frail That pose themselves unnecessary questions They are died and now are free but they wonder why If I Had been more yielding, if I had been a little 'more docile He is always so unstable, maybe it was my fault If I Had known take him, and learned not to respond If I always said yes, I would be alive and still there They are women of all nationalities And girls who never bloom While the seasons and the years pass Their face is ageless And they are mothers, daughters or lovers Prostitutes, holy or wives No heaven or hell They are waiting for you Tonight the sky is brighter They will be shining Shooting stars now that you do not have a sky Tell me where you flee Do you feel guilty But you're not you that you have sinned Hide the signs And the secret inside you Everybody knows but it is more comfortable silence As long as you lie to yourself I had a dream, a nightmare, but I was awake On the hill expecting me Princess, sleeps in the trash Your Prince control no longer has And a tear remains motionless Witness of this' atrocities You Follow the avenue of pain and tears And walking on the hill and reach the motionless companions Waiting for you on the hill unites them by horrible fate Different stories with the same ending And as avenging goddesses expect The man who defiled And it is a black angels army their choir is high is unstoppable resonates loud, an echo that is relentless haunt your sleep and a thousand ways to beat you know; Hide the world what you really are the last image behind those eyes the blind fury inside you while in the sky it appears lightning I launch myself on the hill I put a flower and remain motionless And and I fall asleep here , on the hill ......... .. Monica Bergo
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