Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
And he will raiiiise you up on eaaaaagle's wings,Beaaaaar you on the breaaaath of dawn,Make you to shi-ine like the suuuuuuuun,And hold you i-in the-uh palmmmmmmm,Of his haaaaaaaaaaand.
Thanks. Have always loved the basses.
I'd love to see this at my parish. It's been so long since we've had a male voice I think half the people in the pews would faint.
Very nice and enough to make Marty Haugen turn green.
Thank you, Hilary. I'll have a talk with our schola director.
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