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December 08, 2016


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A-MEN with a descant!

I agree. I get jealous of my singing husband for these things. But also (a little) mad at my Protestant family for jumping the gun.

I, too, miss this from my Protestant days. And right now, choir singing isn't possible for me. The day will come and I will delight!

HtHAS is one of those that I didn't GET until I was older, and then it socked me between the eyes:

"Mild, he lays his glory by..." and "born to raise the sons of earth..." and "ris'n with healing in his wings..." and "pleased as man with men to dwell..."

For all its power (and it is powerful), it's also a very tender and comforting song, and I think I didn't realize that until I was older.

Church choir rehearsals and Christmas pageant rehearsals are definitely a bonus. So is singing a holiday concert with a chorus, where I relished in Hark, but also in several iterations of the Ave Maria, and a Magnificat (in which I have trouble staying un-choked at "ecce enim ex hoc beata me dicent omnes generationes" and "quia fecit mihi magna, qui potens est, et sanctum nomen eius").

And then there was a lovely solo on "Oh Holy Night," in which our guest also delivered this one (which I have a hard time getting through on Christmas Eve) :

"Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love, and His gospel is peace.
Chains shall he break, for the slave is our brother..."

We're doing Lessons and Carols in my church tonight: it's very quiet, and we do lots of little solo and small-group things. It's a nice chance to sing something gentle with people we don't normally get to sing with (folks who do other Masses). I look forward to it every year, and it really is balm to the spirit.

Oops -- that's our guest ALTO, on "Oh Holy Night." (And OH, did she deliver those lines. She gave us all a gift, you know?)

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