Short and sweet, which means that it usually doesn’t get either of its two verses dropped in the battle arena that is congregational singing. (Calbert makes a funny! Sort of. Maybe. Hee hee hee) Usually sung to one of my favorite hymn tunes (Hyfrydol, for those keeping score at home.), which is also a plus.

Even so, Come Lord Jesus… Read more

Two things about this here thingie:

First, it’s a little amazing to me how in the realm of congregational singing, we can just plow through a song, ripping along at a breakneck speed, mashing through the words like a freight train flattening a penny on the tracks. (Never did that, wouldn’t ever do it, so there.) Yet when you take the time to read the ponderous lyrics therein, that you just flew through because the organist had a couple too many coffees right before the service, (Or comes from the school of “If we play it too slow, the congregation drags it down further” playing…) well, you find some truly beautiful thoughts to settle down with. That’s the case with Once in Royal David’s City – get past the older style language and the times you’ve swamped through it at church, and you find some wonderful thoughts for Advent.

And second, this is one of the very very very very v-e-r-y rare cases where I would advocate and accept (yea, even encourage) dropping a verse. Specifically verse 3 – I get where she was going with this, but feels more like “He knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake.” Maybe drop it? Maybe not?

Calbert, you’re a dufus? Definitely. Read more

And here’s the second entry from GLAD – a Bob Kauflin song, from An Acappella Christmas. Haven’t checked out that project?? Well, you really need to get with it. (#okboomer) The ending will make your socks roll up and down, cause damage to your speakers because you cranked it to 11 and ripped the knob off, and will astonish you that a group of fellas could pump out that kind of sound.

“But how much greater, will our song be, when He comes again to earth?” Read more

It’s a Point of Grace song that was hidden on a Jim Brickman album called “The Gift.” And it’s one of those that around our house, it’s not really Advent season until we’ve heard this song. Praises to the Infant King – Hope is born again. Read more

When this song first came out, a few hundred years ago in life 1.0, I was WCSG’s Music Director. Thus, I was the first one at the station to hear this new release – Amy Grant singing “Breath of Heaven (Mary’s Song).” And to this day, the opening low drone note takes me back to that moment, and the words the promotional folks used on the cover of the single. (Delivered on CD, not just a download like these modern times we live in today. Kids – amiright? #okboomer) Read more

Bob Kauflin is THE man. There is no disputing this, and ye shall not change my mind. From his amazing work with GLAD, to his heart for expressing so eloquently what worship actually is, well, he is THE man. Want the first of a couple examples? (The second is coming, no worries. He is, after all, THE man.) I give you, “One Quiet Moment.”

One quiet moment, on a star-clustered night,
Two weary travelers knew an end was in sight;
So the soon-to-be mother, grasped her husband’s strong hand,
And paused to remember where the journey began.

Nine months of yearning filled with joy and with pain;
He almost had left her, but then chose to remain
Close by the woman he had not even kissed,
Who would bear him a son that would never be his.

And in one quiet moment, a woman and man
Accepted the part they would have in God’s plan;
To give up His glory, and be born as a man.
In one quiet moment.

They dreamed of the times they would spend with their son,
Taking trips through the hillsides and watching Him run.
And some days the fingers that had fashioned the stars,
Would reach out to hold them when the walk was too far.

They wrestled with knowing that His life would bring change;
Their friends would grow distant, and shun them as strange.
Though they tried not to think it, in their hearts they were sure,
That their baby was destined to die for the world.

And in one quiet moment, a woman and man
Accepted the part they would have in God’s plan;
To give up His glory, and be born as a man.
In one quiet moment.

And in one quiet moment they could suddenly hear
Thousands of angels singing so clear;
“Glory to God, His Salvation is near!”
In this one quiet moment
In this one quiet moment
One quiet moment.
– Bob Kauflin

Yup. That Carol. The one that turns little high school band and choir nerds into music snobs, to impart their vast musicological knowledge on an ignorant world…

“You’re pronouncing it WRONG – it’s Gloria in Ex-SHELL-CEASE-DAY-O.” (Say that like Hermione saying Wing-GARDIUM Levi-OH-sah, and you get the drift.) Ah, band and choir nerds. Terrifying little creatures. I know – I was  one of them. (And still am, in some respects…) Read more

This won’t be the last time Andrew Peterson appears in this series. There’s another one coming that guarantees to have The Proofreader grabbing tissues and flinging fluids before the intro is even over. Yeah, it’s a good one. In fact, if you’ve never heard the whole album “Behold The Lamb Of God,” well, you might possibly maybe sort of doing Advent wrong. The album is phenomenal – in fact, go git you some now. I’ll be here when you get back, though if you don’t make it back, I just want to say this before you go…

Told you, I did.

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The Proofreader’s favorite Christmas carol is God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen. At least, it was years ago when making your own music CDs was about the geekiest thing a geek could possibly do for another geek.

And we are, so I did… Read more

You heard me – Nowell.

When looking up lyrics, I came upon a set for The First Noel, which are surprising enough because of course, we never sing all the stanzas, even though it’s a progressive story, and dropping a verse always kills the narrative…

Grrr…

But there were also lyrics for The First Nowell, which had even more stanzas, that we would of course drop because that’s how we roll.

Grrr. Grrr.

So, let’s get our Nowell on, shall we? Read more