Whole Again
As the Savior’s tender mercy heals the wounds of all my sin, I praise the love that makes me whole again.
As the Savior’s tender mercy heals the wounds of all my sin, I praise the love that makes me whole again.
This whimsical little piece is an upbeat, rather breathless setting of the words of Francis of Assisi, with a few additions of my own.
This song weaves Isaiah’s well-loved verse into a modern lyric.
Four-hand organ, piano and flute accompaniment for the traditional carol.
What if I had lived when Jesus was born on the earth? Would I have known who He was?
Tune thou my song to tell thy glory; My every anthem to adore thee; Thus as thy witness will I stand; Lord, make me an instrument in thy hand.
Endow my soul with loving kindness; Make me even as thou art; Engrave thine image in my countenance; Write thy name upon my heart.
Make a list of all the things mothers do and you’ll run out of paper. These lyrics are based on the singable list, but the less poetic list, for which I am also grateful, is hovering there in the background.
“The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.”
A counterpoint to “Press Forward, Saints,” #81 in the 1985 LDS hymnal.
“For the Beauty of the Earth” set to the melody “Scarborough Fair,” for Solo or SSAATTBB, both with violin obbligato.
A song describing the events of the Restoration.
Words by Henry F. Lyte (adapted); Melody by William H Monk (adapted); Arranged by Sally DeFord
“And he took them up in his arms, put his hands upon them, and blessed them.”
Every loving, selfless thing my mother did for me was an unspoken prayer on my behalf.