Hidden Gem
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STLT#62, When the Daffodils Arrive
This hymn has genuinely surprised me. First, let’s talk tune: it’s set to an Hasidic melody that holds in its phrases a secret and unspoken longing – certainly an intriguing choice for a hymn called “When the Daffodils Arrive.” I will also say that at first, I plunked it out fairly slowly – but then I… Continue reading
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STLT#43, The Morning, Noiseless
Not so much a morning song as a meditation song… The morning, noiseless, flings its gold, and still is evening’s pace; and silently the earth is rolled amid the vast of space. Night moves in silence round the pole, the stars sing on unheard; their music pierces to the soul, yet borrows not a word.… Continue reading
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STLT#37, God Who Fills the Universe
I don’t feel much like singing today. And in fact, I considered skipping today – hoping you all would understand that for those of us who regularly answer the call of love and justice, the American presidential election results have at least temporarily silenced the music. But here I am, and this spiritual practice today… Continue reading
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STLT#28, View the Starry Realm
Titles are deceiving… View the starry realm of heaven, shining distant empires sing. Skysong of celestial children turns each winter into spring, turns each winter into spring. Great you are, beyond conception, God of gods and God of stars. My soul soars with your perception, I escape from prison bars, I escape from prison bars.… Continue reading
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STLT#27, I Am That Great and Fiery Force
Another edition of “why didn’t I know this one before?” I am that great and fiery force sparkling in everything that lives; in shining of the river’s course, in greening grass that glory gives. I shine in glitter on the seas, in burning sun, in moon and stars. In unseen wind, in verdant trees I… Continue reading
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STLT#17, Every Night and Every Morn
Every night and every morn some to misery are born; every morn and every night some are born to sweet delight. Joy and woe are woven fine, clothing for the soul divine: under every grief and pine runs a joy with silken twine. It is right it should be so: we were made for joy… Continue reading
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STLT#11, O God of Stars and Sunlight
O God of stars and sunlight, whose wind lifts up a bird, in marching wave and leaf-fall we hear thy patient word. The color of thy seasons goes gold across the land: by green upon the treetops we know thy moving hand. O God of cloud and mountain, whose rain on rock is art, thy… Continue reading
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STLT#4, I Brought My Spirit to the Sea
I brought my spirit to the sea; I stood upon the shore. I gazed upon infinity, I heard the waters roar. And then there came a sense of peace, some whisper calmed my soul. Some ancient ministry of stars had made my spirit whole. I brought my spirit to the trees that loomed against the… Continue reading
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