Crown Him With Many Crowns (Tune: DIADEMATA)

Crown Him with many crowns, the Lamb upon His throne.
Hark! How the heavenly anthem drowns all music but its own.
Awake, my soul, and sing of Him who died for thee,
And hail Him as thy matchless King through all eternity.

Crown Him the virgin’s Son, the God incarnate born,
Whose arm those crimson trophies won which now His brow adorn;
Fruit of the mystic rose, as of that rose the stem;
The root whence mercy ever flows, the Babe of Bethlehem.

Crown Him the Son of God, before the worlds began,
And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man;
Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast,
And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest.

Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed over the grave,
And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save.
His glories now we sing, who died, and rose on high,
Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.

Crown Him the Lord of peace, whose power a scepter sways
From pole to pole, that wars may cease, and all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no end, and round His piercèd feet
Fair flowers of paradise extend their fragrance ever sweet.

Crown Him the Lord of love, behold His hands and side,
Those wounds, yet visible above, in beauty glorified.
No angel in the sky can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends his burning eye at mysteries so bright.

Crown Him the Lord of Heaven, enthroned in worlds above,
Crown Him the King to Whom is given the wondrous name of Love.
Crown Him with many crowns, as thrones before Him fall;
Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns, for He is King of all.

Crown Him the Lord of lords, who over all doth reign,
Who once on earth, the incarnate Word, for ransomed sinners slain,
Now lives in realms of light, where saints with angels sing
Their songs before Him day and night, their God, Redeemer, King.

Crown Him the Lord of years, the Potentate of time,
Creator of the rolling spheres, ineffably sublime.
All hail, Redeemer, hail! For Thou has died for me;
Thy praise and glory shall not fail throughout eternity.

Words: Matthew Bridges (1851) and Godfrey Thring (1874)
Music: DIADEMATA SMD, by George J. Elvey 1868

Song of the Body of Christ / Canción del Cuerpo de Cristo (David Haas)

Refrain:

We come to share our story,
we come to break the bread,
we come to know our rising
from the dead.

We come as your people,
we come as your own,
united with each other,
love finds a home.

We are called to heal the broken,
to be hope for the poor;
we are called to feed
the hungry at our door.

Bread of life and cup of promise,
in this meal we all are one.
In our dying and our rising,
may your kingdom come.

You will lead and we shall follow,
you will be the breath of life;
living water,
we are thirsting for your light.

We will live and sing your praises,
"Alleluia" is our song.
May we live in love and peace
our whole life long.

Traducción Española: Canción del Cuerpo de Cristo

El estribillo:

Venimos a decir nuestra historia,
y romper del pan de vida,
venimos a saber de nuestro resucitar.

Venimos como sus personas,
nosotros venimos como su propio,
unió uno con el otro,
el amor encuentra una casa.

Somos llamados a curar el roto,
para ser esperanza para el pobre;
somos llamados a alimentar el hambriento
en nuestra puerta.

Pan de vida y copa de promesa,
somos uno en esta comida.
En nuestro morir y nuestra subida,
pueda su reino viene.

Usted dirigirá y seguiremos,
usted será el aliento de la vida;
viviendo agua,
nosotros thirsting para suluz.

Viviremos y cantaremos sus elogios,
"Aleluya" es nuestra canción.
Pueda vivimos en el amor y la paz nuestra
vida entera mucho tiempo.

Hawai'ian:
No ke ano ahiahi ke aloha la
I ka hali`ali`a `ana mai

English text: David Haas (1989)
Spanish translation: Donna Peña
Tune: NO KE ANO' AHI AHI (Hawai'ian Folk Song)

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Still Suffering from Sciatica

Hi my peeps in blogland! I've missed you all.
I've been flat on my back suffering from Sciatica since April 18th which was when I hurt myself trying to organize my closet.

I've missed work all last week and all this week except for Monday. Monday I went to work and thought I was all done with the pain and on the drive home it hit me again.

I've been to my doctor and she's prescribed a muscle relaxer and pain medication plus she gave me a shot when I was there. None of it helped so she gave me a stronger pain med, Vicodin. Vicodin can even mend the pain of a broken heart...but it didn't help my sciatica!

Last night I hurt so bad that I even let my mom perform an old Mexican healing remedy. Seriously! What she does is she takes a small tea-light candle. She places it on the muscle where it hurts, lights the candle, then takes an ordinary drinking glass and turns it upside down over the candle. The candle sucks up all the oxygen in the glass and in turn sucks your skin up; therefore sucking the air/gas trapped in your veins and muscles and heals you.

Did it work? Yes, it did. I slept pretty great last night as long as I stayed in one position, but when I woke up this morning I was in agony again. We tried the candle trick again but even with the Vicodin nothing gave me any comfort.

We made a trip to the emergency room since my doctor was out of the office until Friday. After a two hour wait in the waiting room, another one hour wait in the hospital room the doctor finally came in and talked to me and his brilliant deduction was that I have Sciatica! Duh..I know that!

But bless that sweet man, he gave me a shot of Demerol and finally...finally something cut the pain. I still feel it, but not like I did.

So I took the time to let you all know what's up with me and why no posts and no Iwanna Wednesday. I'm going to go take a Vicodin right now and watch Greys Anatomy reruns til I fall asleep. And as soon as I'm back to being me 100% and not being all loopy because of the pain or the pain meds I will be back!

In the Garden (I Come To The Garden Alone)

I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.

Refrain

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.

He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing. (Refrain)

I’d stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling. (Refrain)

Background Information

Composer: C. Austin Miles (1913)

Malo! Malo! Thanks be to God!

Refrain:
Malo! Malo! Thanks be to God! / Malo! Malo! Thanks be to God!
Obrigado! Alleluia! / Obrigado! Alleluia!
¡Gracias! Kam sa ham nida! / ¡Gracias! Kam sa ham nida!
Malo! Malo! Thanks be to God! / Malo! Malo! Thanks be to God!

Si Yu’us maa’se!
Terima kasih!
Maraming salamat!
Danke schön!
Dziekuje!
We thank you, Lord! (Refrain)

Mèsi bokou!
Xie xie!
Arigato!
Grazie!
Cám on!
We thank you, Lord! (Refrain)

(from Missa del Mundo)

Composer: Jesse Manibusan (1993)

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The Day of Resurrection

The day of resurrection! Earth, tell it out abroad;
The Passover of gladness, the Passover of God.
From death to life eternal, from earth unto the sky,
Our Christ hath brought us over, with hymns of victory.

Our hearts be pure from evil, that we may see aright
The Lord in rays eternal of resurrection light;
And listening to His accents, may hear, so calm and plain,
His own “All hail!” and, hearing, may raise the victor strain.

Now let the heavens be joyful! Let earth the song begin!
Let the round world keep triumph, and all that is therein!
Let all things seen and unseen their notes in gladness blend,
For Christ the Lord hath risen, our joy that hath no end.

Words: St. John Damascene, trans. John Mason Neale (1862)

Tune: ELLACOMBE 76.76 D (Würt­tem­berg, Ger­ma­ny, 1784; Mainzer Gesangbuch, 1833)

Make Me A Channel of Your Peace (Prayer of St. Francis)

Make me a channel of your peace,
Where there is hatred let me bring your love,
Where there is injury your pardon Lord,
And where there's doubt true faith in you.

O Master grant that I may never seek,
So much to be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved as to love with all my soul.

Make me a channel of your peace,
Where there's despair in life, let me bring hope,
Where there is darkness, only light,
And where there's sadness, ever joy.

O Master grant that I may never seek,
So much to be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved as to love with all my soul.

Make me a channel of your peace,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
In giving of ourselves that we receive
And in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Background information

Composer: Sebastian Temple (1967)

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Because He Lives

God sent His son, they called Him Jesus
He came to love, heal, and forgive.
He lived and died to buy my pardon,
An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives.

Refrain:
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow.
Because He lives, All fear is gone.
Because I know He holds the future,
And life is worth the living just because He lives.

How sweet to hold a newborn baby,
And feel the pride and joy he gives.
But greater still the calm assurance,
This child can face uncertain days because He lives. (Refrain)

And then one day I'll cross the river,
I'll fight life's final war with pain.
And then as death gives way to victory,
I'll see the lights of glory and I'll know He lives. (Refrain)

Composers: Gloria Gaither and William (Bill) Gaither (1971)

Yahweh, I Know You Are Near (Dan Schutte)

Refrain:

Yahweh, I know you are near,
standing always at my side.
You guard me from the foe,
and you lead me in ways everlasting.

Lord, you have searched my heart,
and you know when I sit and when I stand.
Your hand is upon me protecting me from death,
keeping me from harm. (Refrain)

Where can I run from Your love?
If I climb to the heavens You are there;
If I fly to the sunrise or sail beyond the sea,
still I'd find You there. (Refrain)

You know my heart and its ways,
you who formed me before I was born
in the secret of darkness before I saw the sun
in my mother's womb. (Refrain)

Marvelous to me are Your works;
how profound are Your thoughts, my Lord.
Even if I could count them, they number as the stars,
You would still be there. (Refrain)

Paraphrase of Psalm 139

Composer: Dan Schutte (1971)

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Come Ye Faithful, Raise the Strain (Tune: ST. KEVIN)

Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
of triumphant gladness;
God hath brought forth Israel
into joy from sadness;
loosed from Pharaoh's bitter yoke
Jacob's sons and daughters,
led them with unmoistened foot
through the Red Sea waters.

'Tis the spring of souls today;
Christ hath burst his prison,
and from three days' sleep in death
as a sun hath risen;
all the winter of our sins,
long and dark, is flying
from his light, to whom we give
laud and praise undying.

Now the queen of seasons, bright
with the day of splendour,
with the royal feast of feasts,
comes its joy to render;
comes to glad Jerusalem,
who with true affection
welcomes in unwearied strains
Jesus' resurrection.

Neither might the gates of death,
nor the tomb's dark portal,
nor the watchers, nor the seal
hold thee as a mortal;
but today amidst the twelve
thou didst stand, bestowing
that thy peace which evermore
passeth human knowing.

"Alleluia!" now we cry
to our King immortal,
who, triumphant, burst the bars
of the tomb's dark portal;
"Alleluia!" with the Son,
God the Father praising,
"Alleluia!" yet again
to the Spirit raising.

Text: John of Damascus (8th c.); trans. by John Mason Neale (1818-1866)
Music: ST. KEVIN 76.76 D, by Arthur Seymour Sullivan, 1842-1900

Uyai Mose / Come All You People (Zimbabwe/Shona/Bantu)

Uyai Mose, Tinamate mwari (3x)
Uya Mose Zvino.

Come all you people, Come and praise your maker (3x)
Come now and worship the Lord.

Come all you people, Come and praise the Most High ...

Come all you people, Come and praise the Saviour...

Come all you people, Come and praise the Spirit...

Words & Music: Alexander Gondo (1994)

Christ is Risen! Shout Hosanna!

Christ is risen! Shout Hosanna!
Celebrate this day of days!
Christ is risen! Hush in wonder:
all creation is amazed.
In the desert all-surrounding,
see, a spreading tree has grown.
Healing leaves of grace abounding
bring a taste of love unknown.

Christ is risen! Raise your spirits
from the caverns of despair.
Walk with gladness in the morning.
See what love can do and dare.
Drink the wine of resurrection,
not a servant, but a friend.
Jesus is our strong companion.
Joy and peace shall never end.

Christ is risen! Earth and heaven
nevermore shall be the same.
Break the bread of new creation
where the world is still in pain.
Tell its grim, demonic chorus:
'Christ is risen! Get you gone!'
God the First and Last is with us.
Sing Hosanna everyone!

Words: Brian Wren (1986)
Music: HYMN TO JOY 8.7.8.7.D

On Eagle's Wings (Michael Joncas)

You who dwell in the shelter of the Lord,
who abide in His shadow for life,
say to the Lord: "My refuge, my rock in whom I trust!"

Refrain:

And He will raise you up on eagle's wings,
bear you on the breath of dawn,
make you to shine like the sun,
and hold you in the palm of His hand.

The snare of the fowler will never capture you,
and famine will bring you no fear:
under His wings your refuge, His faithfulness your shield. (Refrain)

You need not fear the terror of the night,
nor the arrow that flies by day;
though thousands fall about you, near you it shall not come. (Refrain)

For to His angels He's given a command
to guard you in all of your ways;
upon their hands they will bear you up,
lest you dash your foot against a stone. (Refrain)

Paraphrase of Psalm 91
Composer: Jan Michael Joncas (1979).

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Sunday Favorites ~ Princess Melissa's Birthday Party

It's time for Sunday Favorites again hosted by Chari at Happy to Design. Today is the one year birthday of the Sunday Favorites meme. Happy Birthday Sunday Favorites! Be sure to go by and visit Chari and say hello. She also has a great one year birthday giveaway that I'm sure you will all want to enter.

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Since Chari is celebrating a birthday I thought I would share a past birthday post of my own. This one was first posted on October 5, 2008. Hope you enjoy it. It is definitely one of my favorites.

Sunday Favorite 

from

October 5, 2008

Yesterday we celebrated Melissa's 2ND birthday party. Melissa is the only one of Fred and Norma's kids to be born in a normal month with normal weather. The other three were born in the dog days of hell...SUMMER! So this one was really enjoyable, in fact...down right chilly!

Here are a few pictures. The one thing I forgot is that it gets darker earlier now so I didn't take any pictures while there was still good light, but the ones I did get I think were pretty nice. The theme was Cinderella.

Here's her cake. The funny thing about the cake is that her daddy Fred took the Prince Charming figurine away. He said to get "that vato" out of there! I told him, you know...a long time ago you were "that vato" and because of "that vato" Melissa is here today. He put the Prince back...I think he's ready to be a grandpa!




And here's CinderMelissa herself! Isn't she beautiful? I did so want to wear that crown! Ah, I remember my days in the Tiara Club *sigh* And why is the Princess CinderMelissa sad? Someone has stolen her crown! Now I know I coveted that crown, I wanted that crown, I wished it was my birthday so I could wear the crown...but it wasn't me! I promise...I did not steal the crown. I think it was her wicked stepsisters!





And happiness reigns again in the Land of Alarcon. CinderMelissa is once again wearing her crown, proving she is the most beautiful princess in the land and therefore saving her Tia Ale from being imprisoned for stealing the most precious crown!



The fairytale is over now! Now it's time to grub down on some of that delicious cake! Mmmmm, good.



And her most loyal subjects have all come bearing gifts. Too many to picture them all here. But you can see the huge Dora the Explorer doll her Nana got for her...and I believe that's a Vtech Laptop Computer in that blue box. It's never to early to get them going on technology!



CinderMelissa waiting for more presents. I think there are still a few behind you there CinderMelissa!



And a little something for the peasants! A pinata. It got a little too late and too dark to hang the pinata from the huge tree in the front yard. But being clever, her mom Queen Norma hung it from a nail on the back patio and just let each child give it three whacks, starting with Melissa and her daddy as you see in the next two pictures. Even I got a goody bag full of candy to take home! Wealth abounds in the Land of Alarcon!

And Ye Olde Tavern Alarcon doesn't do too badly either. Here you see the Old King, King Tata, CinderMelissa's paternal grandfather doing Jello shots! You go King!



And when the Jello won't come out of the cup, take a spoon to it, no shame in that!
Ahhhh, some of the peasants...up to no good! Are they about to steal CinderMelissa's birthday presents?

Yes, yes...that is what they are doing. I see one of the thieves wearing the crown! He's stealing the Crown Jewels and the Royal Scepter! And the other thief is trying to abscond with the Royal Laptop! But wait, it looks like Sheriff IkieDillo is coming to the rescue. Save us Sheriff Ikie!

There's the thief! Sheriff IkieDillo has caught him red handed!
Go Sheriff Ikie. That's the treacherous thief Freddie the Terrible! He can fight Sheriff Ikie all he wants, but he's not going to get way!

Sheriff Ikie giving Freddie the Terrible the worst punishment in the land. A tickle party from Dora the Explorer. Freddie won't soon forget this horrible punishment!

And that's all for now from the Land of Alarcon where they all lived...HAPPILY EVER AFTER!

Sciatica, Sciatica, Over the hills to Attica?

This has been the first time I have been able to blog since a bout of Sciatica hit me on Sunday afternoon while attempting to spring clean my closet!

For those that aren't aware of what Sciatica is it's is a set of symptoms including pain that may be caused by general compression and/or irritation of one of five spinal nerve roots that give rise to each sciatic nerve, or by compression or irritation of the left or right or both sciatic nerves. The pain is felt in the lower back, buttock, and/or various parts of the leg and foot. In addition to pain, which is sometimes severe, there may be numbness, muscular weakness, pins and needles or tingling and difficulty in moving or controlling the leg. Typically, the symptoms are only felt on one side of the body.

My pain is on the left side of my body from the butt to my knee. So I guess I broke my butt!

I think I've sat long enough because it's starting to hurt again. I'm off to take a happy pill and take a nap. Not voluntarily though, it's the happy pills that knock me out.

Jerusalem, My Destiny

Refrain:

I have fixed my eyes on your hills,
Jerusalem, my Destiny!
Though I cannot see the end for me,
I cannot turn away.
We have set our hearts for the way;
this journey is our destiny.
Let no one walk alone.
The journey makes us one.

Other spirits, lesser gods,
have courted me with lies.
Here among you I have found
a truth that bids me rise. (Refrain)

See, I leave the past behind;
a new land calls to me.
Here among you now I find
a glimpse of what might be. (Refrain)

In my thirst, you let me drink
the waters of your life,
Here among you I have met,
the Savior, Jesus Christ. (Refrain)

All the worlds I have not seen
you open to my view.
Here among you I have found
a vision bright and new. (Refrain)

To the tombs I went to mourn
the hope I thought was gone,
Here among you I awoke
to unexpected dawn. (Refrain)

Composer: Rory Cooney (1990)

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思念天上的事 (Set Your Minds on Heavenly Things/Col 3:1-3)

你們該思念天上的事
不該思念地上的事
你們該追求天上的事
不該追求地上的事 (Chorus)

Chorus:

哦！我們的生命已與基督一同復活了
哦！我們的生命已經與基督一同藏在天主內

我們要思念天上的事
不再思念地上的事
我們要追求天上的事
不再追求地上的事 (Chorus)

Text: Colossians 3:1-3
"If you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth, for you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God."

思念天上的事 聖經節錄/曲：李家欣

Psalm 23: Shepherd Me, O God (Marty Haugen)

Refrain:

Shepherd me, O God,
beyond my wants,
beyond my fears,
from death into life.

God is my shepherd,
so nothing shall I want,
I rest in the meadows
of faithfulness and love,
I walk by the quiet waters of peace. (Refrain)

Gently you raise me
and heal my weary soul,
you lead me by pathways
of righteousness and truth,
my spirit shall sing
the music of your name. (Refrain)

Though I should wander
the valley of death,
I fear no evil,
for you are at my side,
your rod and your staff,
my comfort and my hope. (Refrain)

You have set me a banquet of love
in the face of hatred,
crowning me with love
beyond my pow’r to hold. (Refrain)

Surely your kindness and mercy
follow me all the days of my life;
I will dwell in the house of my God
forevermore. (Refrain)

Setting of Psalm 23 (Dominus regit me).

Words & Music: Marty Haugen (b. 1950)

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Psalm 23: My Shepherd is the Lord (Gelineau)

Antiphon: My shepherd is the Lord, nothing indeed shall I want.

The Lord is my shepherd;
there is nothing I shall want.
Fresh and green are the pastures
where you give me repose.
Near restful waters you lead me,
to revive my drooping spirit. (Antiphon)

You guide me along the right path;
you are true to your name.
If I should walk in the valley of darkness
no evil would I fear.
You are there with your crook and your staff;
with these you give me comfort. (Antiphon)

You have prepared a banquet for me
in the sight of my foes.
My head you have anointed with oil;
my cup is overflowing. (Antiphon)

Surely goodness and kindness shall follow me
all the days of my life.
In the Lord's own house shall I dwell
for ever and ever. (Antiphon)

Words: Psalm 23 (Dominus regit me), English translation by The Grail (1963)
Music: Joseph Gelineau (1920-2008)

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You Are Mine (David Haas)

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I will come to you in the silence
I will lift you from all your fear
You will hear My voice
I claim you as My choice
Be still, and know I am near

I am hope for all who are hopeless
I am eyes for all who long to see
In the shadows of the night,
I will be your light
Come and rest in Me

Refrain:

Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine

I am strength for all the despairing
Healing for the ones who dwell in shame
All the blind will see, the lame will all run free
And all will know My name (Refrain)

I am the Word that leads all to freedom
I am the peace the world cannot give
I will call your name, embracing all your pain
Stand up, now, walk, and live (Refrain)

Composer: David Haas (1991)

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Ye Choirs of New Jerusalem

Ye choirs of new Jerusalem,
your sweetest notes employ,
the Paschal victory to hymn
in strains of holy joy.

For Judah's Lion bursts his chains,
crushing the serpent's head;
and cries aloud through death's domains
to wake the imprisoned dead.

Devouring depths of hell their prey
at his command restore;
his ransomed hosts pursue their way
where Jesus goes before.

Triumphant in his glory now
to him all power is given;
to him in one communion bow
all saints in earth and heaven.

While we, his soldiers, praise our King,
his mercy we implore,
within his palace bright to bring
and keep us evermore.

All glory to the Father be,
all glory to the Son,
all glory, Holy Ghost, to thee,
while endless ages run.

Words: Chor­us no­vae Ie­ru­sa­lem, by Fulbert of Chartres (c. 952/960 - 1028).
English translation: John Mason Neale (1818-1866)

Music: ST. FULBERT CM (by Henry John Gauntlett, 1849)

Jesu, Jesu, Fill Us With Your Love

Refrain:

Jesu, Jesu, fill us with your love,
show us how to serve
the neighbors we have from you.

Kneels at the feet of his friends,
silently washes their feet,
master who acts as a slave to them. (Refrain)

Neighbors are rich and poor,
varied in color and race,
neighbors are near and far away. (Refrain)

These are the ones we should serve,
these are the ones we should love;
all these are neighbors to us and you. (Refrain)

Loving puts us on our knees,
serving as though we are slaves;
this is the way we should live with you. (Refrain)

Kneel at the feet of our friends,
silently washing their feet;
this is the way we should live with you. (Refrain)

Paraphrase of John 13:3-5

Words: Tom Colvin (1969)
Music: Chereponi, Ghana folk song, adapt. Tom Colvin (1969)

Now The Green Blade Riseth (Love is Come Again)

Now the green blade riseth, from the buried grain,
Wheat that in the dark earth many days has lain;
Love lives again, that with the dead has been:
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

In the grave they laid Him, Love who had been slain,
Thinking that He never would awake again,
Laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen:
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

Forth He came at Easter, like the risen grain,
Jesus who for three days in the grave had lain;
Quick from the dead my risen Lord is seen:
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

When our hearts are wintry, grieving or in pain,
Jesus' touch can call us back to life again;
Fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been:
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

Words: John Macleod Campbell Crum (1872-1958)
Music: NOËL NOUVELET 11 10. 11 10 (Traditional French Carol)

Uvukile UKristu (Zulu)

Uvukile vukilu Kristu
Ubonakele kuMariya
Nakubo abafundi bakhe
Haleluya {3x}

Wathi kubo hamban' ezweni lonke
Nishumayele kubo abantu bonke
Okholwayo abhajadiswe
Ongakholwa uyakubhujiswa

INkosi ikhulumile
Yakhushulelw' eZulwini
Yahlala ngakwesokunene
SikaNkulunkulu

Lalelani zizwe zonke
Inqobile iNkosi yamakhosi
Mayibongwe iNkosi yethu
Haleluya {3x}

Words: Zulu

(Thanks to Andee)

A Puppy Named Chorizo

I think it's been way too long since I've done a post on the most adorable puppy ever!! My daughter April's puppy Chorizo.

April sends me pictures all the time of Chorizo from her cell phone. The other day she tried to take Chorizo to the dog park but the ground was too wet due to all the rain so she took her to a regular park where she found out soon enough that Chorizo is a duck hunter!

There was a small pond with ducks in it and Chorizo went straight for it and barked and barked at them until she could take it no more and she dove in to go get them.

Now mind you, I'm not a dog person so I didn't know that dogs automatically know how to swim. Probably where the name dog-paddle comes from right? But my first though was, "Oh my gosh, how did you get her back?" Oh wait, it wasn't a thought; those words actually came out of my mouth. April very calmly told me, "She swam back to me Mom" I could here the "duh" even though she didn't say it :-)

This puppy is such a sweetheart with such a great personality and she loves everyone and immediately rolls over on her back for a belly rub!

And you know what else this puppy is? She's polite. April sent me this picture and I couldn't figure out what she was doing.

It kind of looks like story time at the library right? But what's actually happening is the lady in the picture brings puppy treats for the puppies and Chorizo was patiently waiting her turn! Isn't that amazing? I love this puppy!

I'm linking up to Mosaic Monday hosted by Mary at Little Red House. Please stop by and see what other mosaics everyone is sharing this week!

Jesus Lives! Thy Terrors Now

Jesus lives! thy terrors now
can no longer, death, appall us;
Jesus lives! by this we know
thou, O grave, canst not enthrall us.
Alleluia!

Jesus lives! henceforth is death
but the gate of life immortal;
this shall calm our trembling breath
when we pass its gloomy portal.
Alleluia!

Jesus lives! for us he died;
then, alone to Jesus living,
pure in heart may we abide,
glory to our Savior giving.
Alleluia!

Jesus lives! our hearts know well
nought from us his love shall sever;
life, nor death, nor powers of hell
tear us from his keeping ever.
Alleluia!

Jesus lives! to him the throne
over all the world is given:
may we go where he has gone,
rest and reign with him in heaven.
Alleluia!

Text: Jesus lebt, mit ihm auch ich, by Christian Friedrich Gellert (1757), tr. Frances Elizabeth Cox (1841)

Music: ST ALBINUS 78.78 + Alleluia, Henry John Gauntlett (1805-1876)

Hamba Nathi (South Africa)

Ham-ba na-thi mku-lu-lu-we-ku,
Ham-ba na-thi mku-lu-lu-we-ku.......(repeat)
Mku-lu-lu, mku-lu-lu, mku-lu-lu-we-ku,
Mku-lu-lu, mku-lu-lu, mku-lu-lu-we-ku.......(repeat)

Words/Music: South African, ed. Anders Nyberg (1984)

Sunday Favorites - Measuring Cups

 Sunday Favorites over at Chari's Place, Happy to Design. I hope you enjoy this favorite from November 30, 2008. Wow! I've been blogging quite a while now.

FAVORITE POST 

FROM NOVEMBER 30, 2008

 I was going back through the archives of one of my favorite blogs, Joanna Goddard's, A Cup of Jo. And I saw these cute measuring cups...

I thought to myself, “Self…would there perhaps be other cute measuring cups on the worldwide web?” And there were, lots of them.

I like the look of these because they stack, but they're pretty. And they would probably wash up really well, not like plastic. I would definitely like these in my kitchen.

And I would also be super happy to have either one of these in my kitchen. I think they're so fanciful and almost like what I would have wanted when I was a little girl, and we should never lose our inner child should we?

This one I want sooooooooo bad for my sister. She likes anything to do with the ocean and she would love these seashell measuring cups. Maybe I'll order them for her birthday? It's not til next year in October. Surely by then I can save enough money?

And these next ones would be perfect for my mom's kitchen because she has very limited space and doesn't like anything that takes up a lot of room. So collapsible measuring cups would be perfect for her.
On this next group the only ones I really love are the magnetic ones that attach directly to your stove. These others are very pretty, especially because you can hang them and they're so decorative, but to me their cold, there's no warmth to them. What do you think?

The rest of these I just thought were unique and you can probably only find these in antique stores, or perhaps eBay?

And these would be great in you want to get kids involved in cooking because they're such fun shapes and colors. It would be really hard to lose these don't you think?

Do you remember what kind of measuring cups your mom had in the kitchen when you were growing up?

Christ is Alive!

Christ is alive! Let Christians sing.
The cross stands empty to the sky.
Let streets and homes with praises ring.
Love, drowned in death, shall never die.

Christ is alive! No longer bound
to distant years in Palestine,
but saving, healing, here and now,
and touching every place and time.

Not throned above, remotely high,
untouched, unmoved by human pains,
but daily, in the midst of life,
our Savior with the Father reigns.

In every insult, rift, and war
where color, scorn or wealth divide,
Christ suffers still, yet loves the more,
and lives, where even hope has died.

Women and men, in age and youth,
can feel the Spirit, hear the call,
and find the way, the life, the truth,
revealed in Jesus, freed for all.

Christ is alive, and comes to bring
good news to this and every age,
till earth and sky and ocean ring
with joy, with justice, love, and praise.

Words: Brian Wren (1969, rev. 1995)
Music: TRURO LM, Psalmodia Evangelica, II (1789)

The Servant King

From heaven you came, helpless babe,
Entered our world, your glory veiled;
Not to be served, but to serve
And give your life, that we might live.

Refrain:

This is our God, the Servant King
He calls us now to follow him
To bring our lives as a daily offering
Of worship to the Servant King.

There in the garden of tears
My heavy load he chose to bear
His heart with sorrow was torn
'Yet not My will but Yours,' he said. (Refrain)

Come see His hands and his feet
The scars that speak of sacrifice
Hands that flung stars into space
To cruel nails surrendered. (Refrain)

So let us learn how to serve
And in our lives enthrone him
Each other's needs to prefer
For it is Christ we're serving. (Refrain)

Composer: Graham Kendrick (1983)

See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Christian Music (CCM) series.

Welcome, Happy Morning! (Tune: FORTUNATUS)

“Welcome, happy morning!” age to age shall say:
“Hell today is vanquished, Heav’n is won today!”
Lo! the dead is living, God forevermore!
Him, their true Creator, all His works adore!

Refrain

“Welcome, happy morning!”
Age to age shall say.

Earth her joy confesses, clothing her for spring,
All fresh gifts returned with her returning King:
Bloom in every meadow, leaves on every bough,
Speak His sorrow ended, hail His triumph now. (Refrain)

Months in due succession, days of lengthening light,
Hours and passing moments praise Thee in their flight.
Brightness of the morning, sky and fields and sea,
Vanquisher of darkness, bring their praise to Thee. (Refrain)

Maker and Redeemer, life and health of all,
Thou from heaven beholding human nature’s fall,
Of the Father’s Godhead true and only Son,
Mankind to deliver, manhood didst put on. (Refrain)

Thou, of life the Author, death didst undergo,
Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to show;
Come, then True and Faithful, now fulfill Thy Word;
’Tis Thine own third morning; rise, O buried Lord! (Refrain)

Loose the souls long prisoned, bound with Satan’s chain;
All that now is fallen raise to life again;
Show Thy face in brightness, bid the nations see;
Bring again our daylight: day returns with Thee! (Refrain)

For a different version, see: Hail Thee Festival DayText: Salve Festa Dies by Venantius Fortunatus (c. 530-c. 600/609)
Translator: John Ellerton (1826-1893)

Tune: FORTUNATUS 11 11. 11 11. 11 by Arthur Seymour Sullivan (1842-1900)

Majesty

Majesty, Worship His Majesty,
Unto Jesus be all glory,
honor and praise.

Majesty, Kingdom, Authority,
Flows from His Throne, Unto His Own,
His anthem raise.

So exalt, lift up on high
The name of Jesus.
Magnify, come glorify
Christ Jesus the King.

Majesty, Worship His Majesty,
Jesus who died,
Now Glorified,
King of all Kings.

Words and Music by Jack W. Hayford (1978)

See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Christian Music (CCM) series.

Alleluia, Alleluia, Give Thanks To The Risen Lord

Refrain:

Alleluia, Alleluia
Give thanks to the risen Lord
Alleluia, alleluia, give praise to His name

Jesus is Lord of all the earth
He is the King of creation (Refrain)

Spread the good news o'er all the earth
Jesus has died and has risen (Refrain)

We have been crucified with Christ
Now we shall live forever (Refrain)

God has proclaimed the just reward
Life for all men, alleluia! (Refrain)

Come let us praise the living God
Joyfully sing to our Saviour (Refrain)

Composer: Donald Fishel (1973)
Tune: ALLELUIA NO. 1 887.85

Shine, Jesus, Shine

Lord, the light of your love is shining
In the midst of the darkness, shining
Jesus, Light of the world, shine upon us
Set us free by the truth you now bring us
Shine on me, shine on me

Refrain:

Shine, Jesus, shine
Fill this land with the Father's glory
Blaze, Spirit, blaze
Set our hearts on fire
Flow, river, flow
Flood the nations with grace and mercy
Send forth your word
Lord, and let there be light

Lord, I come to your awesome presence
From the shadows into your radiance
By the blood I may enter your brightness
Search me, try me, consume all my darkness
Shine on me, shine on me (Refrain)

As we gaze on your kingly brightness
So our faces display your likeness
Ever changing from glory to glory
Mirrored here may our lives tell your story
Shine on me, shine on me (Refrain)

Composer: Graham Kendrick (1987)

See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Christian Music (CCM) series.

Come Away To The Skies

Come away to the skies,
My beloved, arise,
and rejoice in the day you were born:
On this festival day,
Come exulting away,
And with singing to Zion return.

Now with singing and praise,
Let us spend all the days,
by our heavenly Father bestowed,
While his grace we receive
From his bounty, and live
To the honour and glory of God.

For thy glory we were
first created to share
both the nature and kingdom divine;
Now created again,
that our lives may remain
throughout time and eternity thine.

We with thanks do approve
the design of that love
which has joined us to Jesus name;
So united in heart,
Let us nevermore part,
Till we meet at the feast of the Lamb.

Hallelujah, we sing
to our Father and King,
And our rapturous praises repeat:
To the Lamb that was slain,
Hallelujah again; Sing all heaven, and fall at His feet.

Text: Anonymous, Southern Harmony, 1835
Tune: MIDDLEBURY 66.9.66.9, Southern Harmony, 1835

Sock it to Me Baby!!! A Blast from the Past

Do you remember the Bee Gee's, John Travolta, Saturday Night Fever, Disco, Donna Summer? Do you remember Pop Rocks, Pet Rocks, Mood Rings and Lava Lamps? Do you remember Flower Power, Polyester, Smiley Faces and The Hustle?

Well I'm about to show you pictures of people who dug way down deep into their memories and returned us all to the "1970's".

The CAPC put on a great party this past Friday night where the theme was the 70's.

First, the grooviest of chicks, my sister Lisa!

Peace my Sista!

"Make Love, Not War"
Unknown

We had so much fun, from the picking out of the costume to the hair and makeup session before the party. This was the first time Lisa had worn fake eyelashes and she picked some gorgeous, glittery purpley ones! She added the bright green eyeliner and she looked perfect!

When we got out of the elevator and turned the corner we ran into these characters and I don't think we quit smiling and laughing the rest of the night! 

"Old hippies don't die, 

they just lie low until the laughter stops 

and their time comes round again."

Joseph Gallivan

"I do my thing, and you do your thing. 

I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, 

and you are not in this world to live up to mine. 

You are you, and I am I, 

and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful."
Frederick E. Perl

We also had a surprise guest join us. 
The one and only Gene Simmons from K I S S !
(Not the real Gene Simmons) Like my disclaimer?

C'mon people, now 
smile on your brother, 
ev'ry-body get together, 
try to love one another right now.
Chet Powers/Youngbloods 

"I've been smiling lately, dreaming about the world as one.  
And I believe it could be someday it's going to come."
Cat Stevens  

"Imagine no possessions, 

I wonder if you can, 

No need for greed or hunger, 

A brotherhood of man. 

Imagine all the people 

Sharing all the world. "
John Lennon