Showing posts with label Psalm (Metrical). Show all posts
Showing posts with label Psalm (Metrical). Show all posts
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Psalm 100 / Vous qui sur la terre habitez (Taizé)
Vous qui sur la terre habitez
Chantez à pleine voix, chantez
rassemblez-vous dans le Seigneur
célebrez-le d'un même cœur.
Car il est Dieu et Créateur,
il est Sauveur et seul Seigneur
de tout son peuple qu'il bénit;
tel un berger il le conduit.
Pour toi, Seigneur, que notre amour
se renouvelle chaque jour,
qu'il s'entracine dans la joie
qui de nos cœurs monte vers toi.
See also the English version: All People That On Earth Do Dwell
From Pseaumes Octante Trois de David (Geneva, 1551)
See my other blog postings in the "Taizé" series of chants.
Official Taizé Community Website
Wikipedia information on the Taizé Community
- in French
- in English
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
The King of Love My Shepherd Is (Tune: ST. COLUMBA)
See also: The King of Love My Shepherd Is (Tune: DOMINUS REGIT ME)
The King of love my shepherd is,
whose goodness faileth never;
I nothing lack if I am his,
and he is mine for ever.
Where streams of living water flow,
my ransomed soul he leadeth,
and where the verdant pastures grow,
with food celestial feedeth.
Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,
but yet in love He sought me,
and on his shoulder gently laid,
and home, rejoicing, brought me.
In death's dark vale I fear no ill
with thee, dear Lord, beside me;
thy rod and staff my comfort still,
thy cross before to guide me.
Thou spread'st a table in my sight;
thy unction grace bestoweth;
and O what transport of delight
from thy pure chalice floweth!
And so through all the length of days
thy goodness faileth never:
Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise
within thy house for ever.
Paraphrase of Psalm 23
See also: The King of Love My Shepherd Is (Tune: DOMINUS REGIT ME)
Text: Henry Williams Baker, 1868
Tune: ST. COLUMBA 87.87
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Thursday, July 4, 2013
Come to me (Gregory Norbet)
Refrain
Come to me all who labour and are heavy burdened,1. The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall never be in need,
And I shall give you rest.
Take up my yoke and learn from me,
For I am meek and humble of heart.
And you’ll find rest for your souls,
Yes, my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
Fresh and green are the meadows where he gives me rest.
2. Beside peaceful waters you restore my true self;
There you lead me to walk in the path of new life.
3. Should I be surrounded by the shadows of death,
I will not fear, for you are steadfast in your love.
4. Before my deep hunger you spread out your feast.
My skin you anoint with the richest oil.
5. Pursue me, O God, with your fathomless love,
In your tent let me dwell all the days of my life.
Text: Paraphrase of Psalm 23
Composer: Gregory Norbet (1971, revised text 1994)
See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Catholic series.
Friday, June 21, 2013
Yerusalem Kota Surgawi (Jerusalem, Heavenly City)
Source: Madah Bakti, no. 834 (Indonesia)
See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Catholic series.
Monday, May 13, 2013
I am the Good Shepherd (John Michael Talbot)
I am the Good Shepherd
You are My people
I am the Good Shepherd
And I call you by name
And I will lead you out
Into pastures of plenty
I am the good Shepherd
I am the Way
Paraphrase of Psalm 23
Composer: John Michael Talbot (b. 1954)
See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Catholic series.
Friday, March 15, 2013
Vous qui sur la terre habitez (Taizé)
See my other blog postings in the "Taizé" series of chants.
Official Taizé Community Website
Wikipedia information on the Taizé Community
- in French
- in English
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Ang Panginoon ang aking pastol (Bukas Pulad)
Refrain:
Ang Panginoon ang aking pastolHandog niyang himlaya’y sariwang pastulan
Pinagiginhawa akong lubos
Ang pahingaan ko’y payapang batisan,
Hatid sa kalul’wa ay kaginhawahan,
Sa tumpak na landas, Siya ang patnubay. (Refrain)
Madilim na lambak man ang tatahakin ko,
Wala aking sindak, Siya’y kasama ko.
Ang hawak niyang tungkod ang siyang gabay ko.
Tangan niyang pamalo, sigla’t tanggulan ko. (Refrain)
Inihahandog Niya sa akin 'sang dulang
Maging sa harap man ng aking mga kaaway
Kasiyahan Niyang ulo ko'y langisan,
Saro ko'y punuin hanggang sa umapaw. (Refrain)
Kagandahang loob, pawang kabutihan
Ang tanging kasunod ng buhay kong taglay
Doon sa tahanan ng Poong Maykapal
Nais kong manahan magpakailanman. (Refrain)
Paraphrase of Psalm 23
Text: D. Isidro, SJ
Music: Felipe Fruto Ll. Ramirez, SJ
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Ang Panginoon ang aking pastol (Taizé)
Refrain:
Ang Panginoon ang aking pastolHandog niyang himlaya’y sariwang pastulan
Pinagiginhawa akong lubos
Ang pahingaan ko’y payapang batisan,
Hatid sa kalul’wa ay kaginhawahan,
Sa tumpak na landas, Siya ang patnubay. (Refrain)
Madilim na lambak man ang tatahakin ko,
Wala aking sindak, Siya’y kasama ko.
Ang hawak niyang tungkod ang siyang gabay ko.
Tangan niyang pamalo, sigla’t tanggulan ko. (Refrain)
Inihahandog Niya sa akin 'sang dulang
Maging sa harap man ng aking mga kaaway
Kasiyahan Niyang ulo ko'y langisan,
Saro ko'y punuin hanggang sa umapaw. (Refrain)
Kagandahang loob, pawang kabutihan
Ang tanging kasunod ng buhay kong taglay
Doon sa tahanan ng Poong Maykapal
Nais kong manahan magpakailanman. (Refrain)
Paraphrase of Psalm 23
Text: D. Isidro, SJ
Music: Felipe Fruto Ll. Ramirez, SJ
See my other blog postings in the "Taizé" series of chants.
Official Taizé Community Website
Wikipedia information on the Taizé Community
- in French
- in English
Labels:
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Trust
Sunday, May 13, 2012
O Taste And See (Ralph Vaughan Williams)
O taste and see
how gracious the Lord is.
Blessed is the man
that trusteth in him!
Setting of Psalm 34
Composer: Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872-1958)
Monday, November 14, 2011
Lord thou hast been our refuge (Vaughan Williams)
Lord, Thou hast been our refuge from one generation to another
Before the mountains were brought forth,
or ever the earth and the world were made,
Thou art God from everlasting and world without end.
Thou turnest man to destruction;
again Thou sayest Come again ye children of men
For a thousand years in Thy sight are but as yesterday,
seeing that is past as a watch in the night.
As soon as Thou scatterest them They are even as a sleep
and fade away suddenly like the grass.
In the morning it is green and groweth up,
but in the evening it is cut down, dried up and withered.
For we consume away in Thy displeasure,
and are afraid at Thy wrathful indignation.
For when Thou art angry all our days are gone;
we bring our years to an end as a tale that is told.
The years of our age are three score years and ten,
and though men be so strong that they come to fourscore years,
yet is their strength but labour and sorrow;
so passeth it away and we are gone.
Turn Thee again, O Lord, at the last.
Be gracious unto Thy servants.
O satisfy us with Thy mercy and that soon.
So shall we rejoice and be glad all the days of our life.
Lord, Thou hast been our refuge from one generation to another
Before the mountains were brought forth,
or ever the earth and the world were made,
Thou art God from everlasting and world without end.
And the glorious Majesty of the Lord be upon us.
Prosper Thou, O prosper Thou the work of our hands,
O prosper Thou our handy work.
Text: Psalm 90, para. Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
Music: Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872-1958)
Labels:
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Sunday, October 23, 2011
As pants the hart for cooling streams
As pants the hart for cooling streams
when heated in the chase,
so longs my soul, O God, for thee
and thy refreshing grace.
For thee, my God, the living God,
my thirsty soul doth pine:
O when shall I behold thy face,
thou Majesty divine?
Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Hope still, and thou shalt sing
the praise of him who is thy God,
thy health's eternal spring.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
the God whom we adore,
be glory, as it was, is now,
and shall be evermore.
Paraphrase of Psalm 42
Text: New Version of the Psalms of David, 1696
Tune: MARTYRDOM CM
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Laetentur Coeli (Taizé)
Laetentur coeli,Paraphrase of Ps 96,11.1
exultet terra,
a facie Domini quia venit,
quia venit!
May the heavens rejoice
and the earth be glad,
before the Lord
who is coming!
Alégrense los cielos,
goce la tierra,
delante del Senor,
que yo llega!
See my other blog postings in the "Taizé" series of chants.
Official Taizé Community Website
Wikipedia information on the Taizé Community
- in French
- in English
Thursday, April 28, 2011
He Has Made Me Glad (I Will Enter His Gates)
I will enter his gates with
thanksgiving in my heart
I will enter his courts with praise
I will say this is the day that the
Lord has mad
I will rejoice for he has made me glad
He has made me glad
He has made me glad
I will rejoice for he has
made me glad (2x)
Paraphrase of Psalm 100:4-5
Composer: Leona Von Brethorst (1976)
See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Christian Music (CCM) series.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
My Shepherd Will Supply My Need (Psalm 23)
My Shepherd will supply my need:
Jehovah is His Name;
in pastures fresh he makes me feed,
beside the living stream.
He brings my wandering spirit back
when I forsake his ways,
and leads me, for his mercy's sake,
in paths of truth and grace.
When I walk through the shades of death
his presence is my stay;
one word of his supporting grace
drives all my fears away.
His hand, in sight of all my foes,
doth still my table spread;
my cup with blessings overflows,
his oil anoints my head.
The sure provisions of my God
attend me all my days;
O may thy house be my abode,
and all my work be praise.
There would I find a settled rest,
while others go and come;
no more a stranger, nor a guest,
but like a child at home.
Paraphrase of Psalm 23
Words: Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
Tune: RESIGNATION, CMD, American folk melody
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Monday, February 21, 2011
Out Of The Depths (Psalm 130)
1) Out of the depths, O God, we call to you.
Wounds of the past remain, affecting all we do.
Facing our lives, we need your love so much.
Here in this community, heal us by your touch.
2) Out of the depths of fear, O God, we speak.
Breaking the silences, the searing truth we seek.
Safe among friends, our grief and rage we share.
Here in this community, hold us in your care.
3) God of the loving heart, we praise your name.
Dance through our lives and loves; anoint with Spirit flame.
Your light illumines each familiar face.
Here in this community, meet us with your grace.
Paraphrase of Psalm 130
Text: Ruth Duck (1992)
Tune: FENNVILLE 10.12.10.12, by Robert J. Batastini (1994)
Saturday, February 5, 2011
O God, You Search Me And You Know Me (Bernadette Farrell)
O God, you search me and you know me.
All my ways lie open to your gaze.
When I walk or lie down, you go before me:
Ever the maker and keeper of my days.
You know my resting and my rising.
You discern my purpose from afar,
and with love everlasting you besiege me:
In ev'ry moment of life or death, you are.
Before a word is on my tongue, Lord,
you have known its meaning through and through.
You are with me beyond my understanding:
God of my present, my past and future too.
Although your Spirit is upon me,
still I search for shelter from your light.
There is nowhere on earth I can escape you:
Even the darkness is radiant in your sight.
For you created me and shaped me,
gave me life within my mother's womb.
For the wonder of who I am, I praise you:
Safe in your hands, all creation is made new.
Paraphrase of Psalm 139
Composer: Bernadette Farrell (b. 1957)
See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Catholic series.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
The Lord's My Shepherd, I'll Not Want (Psalm 23)
The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want.
he makes me down to lie
in pastures green; he leadeth me
the quiet waters by.
My soul he doth restore again;
and me to walk doth make
within the paths of righteousness,
even for his own Name's sake.
Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,
yet will I fear no ill;
for thou art with me; and thy rod
and staff my comfort still.
My table thou hast furnished
in presence of my foes;
my head thou dost with oil anoint,
and my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life
shall surely follow me;
and in God's house forevermore
my dwelling place shall be.
Paraphrase of Psalm 23
Words: Francis Rowe (1650)
Tune: Crimond, CM
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Praise the Lord Who Reigns Above
Praise the Lord who reigns above
and keeps his court below;
praise the holy God of love
and all his greatness show;
praise him for his noble deeds,
praise him for his matchless power;
him from whom all good proceeds
let earth and heaven adore.
Celebrate th' eternal God
with harp and psaltery,
timbrels soft and cymbals loud
in this high praise agree;
praise with every tuneful string;
all the reach of heavenly art,
all the powers of music bring,
the music of the heart.
God, in whom they move and live,
let every creature sing,
glory to their Maker give,
and homage to their King.
Hallowed be thy name beneath,
as in heaven on earth adored;
praise the Lord in every breath,
let all things praise the Lord.
Setting of Psalm 150
Words: Charles Wesley (1743)
Tune: AMSTERDAM, 76.76.77.76 (Foundry Collection, 1742)
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Lead Me, Lord (S.S. Wesley)
Lead me, Lord, lead me in thy righteousness;
make thy way plain before my face.
For it is thou, Lord, thou, Lord only,
that makest me dwell in safety.
Text: Psalms 5:8, 4:8
Composer: Samuel Sebastian Wesley (1861)
Monday, June 28, 2010
O God Our Help In Ages Past
O God, our help in ages past,
our hope for years to come,
our shelter from the stormy blast,
and our eternal home:
Under the shadow of thy throne,
thy saints have dwelt secure;
sufficient is thine arm alone,
and our defense is sure.
Before the hills in order stood,
or earth received her frame,
from everlasting thou art God,
to endless years the same.
A thousand ages in thy sight
are like an evening gone;
short as the watch that ends the night
before the rising sun.
Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
bears all its sons away;
they fly, forgotten, as a dream
dies at the opening day.
O God, our help in ages past,
our hope for years to come,
be thou our guide while troubles last,
and our eternal home!
Paraphrase of Psalm 90:1-5
Text: Isaac Watts, 1719
Tune: ST. ANNE, CM, attributed to William Croft (1678-1727), in A Supplement to the New Version, 1708)
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