Classic CCM for Holy Saturday into Easter: Christian Stephens’ The Descent, and Arise

April 19, 2014

This is the third of three posts with music from Christian Stephens’ self-titled album (1980, Creation records).

On Wednesday I posted 2 songs:  Look What You’ve Done, and Broken and Bleeding.  On Friday, I posted Song of the Cross which is the first part of a trilogy of songs for the Triduum.

Below follow the two additional songs:  The Descent and Arise.   You should listen to and read the lyrics from Song of the Cross before listening to the songs below.  As explained in yesterday’s entry, the songs imagine a dialogue between Jesus and the Father.

Here’s the audio file (the two songs are combined into one track).  The lyrics follow.

(Should there be any problem with the embedded audio, use this link.)

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The Descent
[S] = the Son, [F] = the Father

[S] O my Father, can You hear me call?
I need Your light, there’s darkness over all.
I ache to hear Your voice but remain here all alone
Father, when will I begin my journey home?

[F] O my Son, I know You cannot hear.
But I am coming, behold I am very near.
Hold to my words until You hear the trumpet call,
Then You my Son will rise the victor of all!

[S] I ache to hear Your voice, but remain here all alone
Father when will I begin my journey home?

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Arise

[F] “Arise! And come to me my Son.
Arise! And come to me my Son!”

[S] Father, I feel Your touch of life from above
Lifting me by the power of Your love.
Hallelujah, I am alive again!
Hallelujah, I am alive again!
[Death] tried to hold me back,
tried to hold me down,
While the power of life lifts me off the ground.
Hallelujah, I am alive again!
Hallelujah, I am alive again!
Hallelujah, I am alive again!
Hallelujah, I am alive again!
And I have overcome!
Yes, I have overcome!
Yes, I have overcome!

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HALLELUJAH, HALLELUJAH, HALLELUJAH!!!


Poems for Holy Saturday

April 19, 2014

Here’s the section of Poems for Holy Saturday from our larger compilation of Poems for Holy Week.

5. Holy Saturday:


Lent and Beyond: Good Friday 2014 Index

April 18, 2014

I (Karen) have had the joy and privilege of being able to take a Holy Week retreat the past 2 days, which enabled me to find a a lot of wonderful devotional material online to share here.  I never expected to post so many entries today, but I have been so thankful to spend the day in worship, prayer and reflection through the various devotionals, hymns, poems, etc. that I’ve posted.  Here’s an index of all our Good Friday posts today, starting with the earliest entries first.

  • GOOD FRIDAY 2014 (the header post which appeared at the top of the blog throughout the day with several key links)

 

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After the posting of “DEAD!” at 20:00 GMT this evening, I won’t post anything further until 16:00 GMT tomorrow (noon Eastern) [Jill or Torre may perhaps post some entries, however].  I’ve scheduled five posts for Holy Saturday tomorrow afternoon and evening.  I’ve so enjoyed devotional blogging this Lent and Holy Week.  I hope to be able to continue posting with some frequency throughout the 50 Days of Easter.  Stay tuned….

I and all of us here at Lent & Beyond wish a blessed Good Friday, Holy Saturday and a GLORIOUS Easter to all our readers and friends.  - Karen B.  L&B founder


A Baroque “Shape Poem” for Good Friday: On the Crucified Jesus

April 18, 2014

While working on my compilation of Good Friday poems a few weeks ago, one of the most unique poems I found is the following baroque “shape poem” Uber den gekreutzigten Jesus, by  Catharina Regina von Greiffenberg.  This translation is by .  Very impressive to be able to reproduce this shape poem so nicely in translation!

On the Crucified Jesus
See the King of Kings hangs there/
sprinkles us all with his blood.
His wounds are the fountain/
flowing with our salvation.
See /  he stretches out his hands to catch us all;
How he’s longing to press us to his burning heart.
Yes, he bows his dearest head, greedy for kisses.
His thoughts and his limbs alike poured out
to our salvation.
His side is open /
to show his gracious heart:
If we look with a full mind
we shall see ourselves there.
So many stripes/so many wounds/
we may count on his body/
So many springs of victory and blessing
He longed to create for our souls.
Between heaven and earth
longed to offer himself up
and reconcile us with GOD.
To strengthen us/ he faded away:
Yes, his death/ has given life
to me and all the world.
Jesus Christ! Your death and pain
Live and breathe in my heart again!
- Catharina Regina von Greiffenberg , 1633-1694

(trans Grace Andreacchi)
German text


A Poem for Good Friday – Amy Carmichael: Lest We Forget

April 18, 2014

I’ve been re-reading a bunch of Amy Carmichael’s poetry from her books Toward Jerusalem, and Mountain Breezes, this Lent.  Here’s one of her poems that’s appropriate for Good Friday.  I particularly like the last line… it reminds me to pray for those who are lost and wandering, that they would find their home, rest and joy in Christ.  How incredible that Christ’s pain was for our joy, and His death became our life – fullness of life for now and eternity.

Home of our hearts, lest we forget
What our redemption meant to Thee,
Let our most reverent thoughts be set
Upon Thy Calvary.

We, when we suffer, turn and toss
And seek for ease, and seek again;
But Thou upon Thy bitter cross
Wast firmly fixed in pain.

And in our night star-clusters shine,
Flowers comfort us, and joy of song;
No star, no flower, no song was Thine,
But darkness three hours long.

We in our lesser mystery,
Of lingering ill, and winged death,
Would fain see clear; but could we see,
What need would be for faith?

O Lord beloved, Thy Calvary
Stills all our questions. Come, oh come,
Where children wandering wearily
Have not yet found their home.

- Amy Carmichael, Rose from Briar, page 46


A Hymn for Good Friday #2: O Love Divine, What Hast Thou Done

April 18, 2014

A wonderful hymn by Charles Wesley that is new to me…  I’m so thankful these are not mere words, but TRUTH.

O Love divine, what hast thou done!
The immortal God hath died for me!
The Father’s co-eternal Son
Bore all my sins upon the tree.
Th’immortal God for me hath died:
My Lord, my love, is crucified!

Is crucified for me and you,
To bring us rebels back to God.
Believe, believe the record true,
Ye all are bought with Jesus’ blood.
Pardon for all flows from His side:
My Lord, my love, is crucified!

Behold and love, ye that pass by,
The bleeding Prince of life and peace!
Come, sinners, see your Savior die,
And say, Was ever grief like His?
Come, feel with me His blood applied:
My Lord, my love, is crucified!

Then let us sit beneath His cross,
And gladly catch the healing stream:
All things for Him account but loss,
And give up all our hearts to Him:
Of nothing think or speak beside,
My Lord, my love, is crucified!


Classic CCM Songs for Holy Week: Many Years Ago (Mickey & Becki Moore)

April 17, 2014

http://c3.cduniverse.ws/resized/250x500/music/668/7821668.jpgYesterday I wrote about my love of certain classic CCM songs and albums from the 1970s and early 80s, and how good it is to increasingly find much of it available online.  A very surprising album to find online a few months ago was Mickey and Becki Moore’s Everything is Under Control (Wo Wo), from 1976.   I heard them in concert in my hometown in NJ twice while I was in high school.  As they produced most of their albums independently, it was a wonderful surprise to find most on iTunes.

One of their songs, Many Years Ago is among my favorite songs for Holy Week.  Another song of theirs I recommend for Holy Week is Was it for Nothing

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Here is Many Years Ago:

(There should be an embedded audio file and play arrow above, but WordPress has not always been displaying embedded music correctly lately.  If it does not show up, click this link, but please respect the copyright and purchase the song if you intend to keep it.)

Many years ago, so the story goes there lived a simple man.
He was a carpenter by trade,
though the best things that He made were never found in wood.
They would find Him at His work in the morning in the dark before the sun arose, before the sun arose.

So many years ago, so the story goes, there lived a good man.
They say His words were made of gold and His arms were made to hold the sorrows of the world.
That there was something in His eyes that was like unto the skies before the sun arose, before the sun arose.

So many years ago, so the story goes, there lived a great man.
They say He walked upon the sea and He taught man to be free, to love their fellow man.
And He spoke unto their lives and He opened up their eyes before the sun arose, before the sun arose.

But they didn’t like the carpenter, and they said He was no good.
So they took Him out one cold Friday, and they nailed Him to His wood.
And they said “come down ye carpenter,” and they laughed and mocked His name.
But He only shook His head at them, for He loved them just the same.
Then the sun went behind the cloud, and lightning filled the air, and a voice cried within the crowd “was a god really there?”

Many years ago, so the story goes there lived a simple man.
He was a carpenter by trade, though the best things that He made were never found in wood.
They would find him at his work in the morning in the dark before the sun arose.
And the Son arose, and the Son arose.

- Mickey and Becki Moore, 1976. From the album Everything is Under Control.

(You can get all of Mickey & Becki’s albums from their website.  Also, 4 of their albums are available at iTunes.)


Three Devotionals with Music for Maundy Thursday from our 2012 Archives

April 17, 2014

I think all the music links are now working properly.  WordPress seems to be very balky with embedded music this week.  My apologies for any problems in listening to the songs.  I’ve provided alternate links whereever possible.

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In 2012 I posted three separate devotional entries for Maundy Thursday, each containing art and music:

I will be posting some new music later today, and perhaps some original devotional reflections as well.

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Several other of the best illustrated & musical devotionals for Holy Week from our archives include:


Trevin Wax: Arms Outstretched

April 17, 2014

Trevin Wax who is one of the bloggers at The Gospel Coalition, yesterday posted a beautiful poem / reflection on Christ’s outstretched arms of love:

Here’s the beginning:

Those hands need nails to keep them in line.

Something must be done.

Those arms must never embrace again.

We saw His arm reach out when He touched the leper, in defiance of our purity laws.

We saw His hands lift the face of an adulterous woman, thwarting our execution of her just sentence.

We saw Him welcome children into His arms, as if one must become like an infant to belong to His kingdom.

We saw Him break bread and divide the fish, as if He were supplying manna from heaven.

We saw His arms beckon sinners to His table, as if by repentance one can wash away the past.

We saw His arms do nothing to stop a sinful woman from anointing Him, as if He were a treasure greater than her priceless perfume.

We saw His arms crack the whip and overturn the tables, as if He were in charge of the temple.

And then we watched Him lead the blind and the lame inside, as if God’s house were for the broken and weary.

His hands are tainted, unwashed, defiled.

His hands, just like His speeches, are always about Him. He never ceases to point to Himself.

As if He were the only way. As if He alone has truth. As if He alone gives life.

His arms are open to anyone (anyone!) who will repent, and yet He bars the door from those of us who need no repentance.

Keep reading at Kingdom People.


“Something for the Feast” a poem by Teresa Roberts Johnson on the betrayal by Judas

April 16, 2014

Something for the Feast

With them you walked and closely held the purse,
The cunning one so trusted, yet so cursed.
Grave countenance to cover evil plans,
Imagining the coins in your hands,
You ate the bread, then lifted up your heel
To crush the One who offered you the meal.
Yes, quickly go into the dark of night
To make your deal; betray the One True Light.
For if you change your mind, the world is lost.
No other sacrifice can pay the cost.
Go, sell the perfect Lamb to the chief priest,
Obtaining what is needed for the Feast.
As your companions thought, your deeds secured
Provision for the poor, who had endured
The terrors of the one whose path you chose.
His plans the God of Heaven to oppose
Came to fruition on the bloody cross,
While deeper plans unraveled all his power.
He won and lost it all in that same hour.
There in the presence of our greatest foe
The feast was set and blessings overflow.

by Teresa Roberts Johnson, Copyright 2013

Go to Angliverse to read more of Teresa’s Holy Week poetry, and to read her notes on this poem.

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As we continue to think of Judas’ betrayal of Jesus today, you may also enjoy these devotionals:

And here are two other poems about Judas and his betrayal:


A Palm Sunday poem by Teresa Roberts Johnson: The Witness

April 13, 2014

Donkeys seem to inspire Palm Sunday poetry, of course including GK Chesterton’s well-known poem, The Donkey.

In a similar vein, Anglican poet, Teresa Roberts Johnson, who blogs at Angliverse, last year wrote a poem entitled the Witness.  Here’s the first half of the poem:

The Witness:

One minute I was dozing in the morning sun;
Then I awoke to find my ropes had been undone.
The kindest Man that I have ever seen drew near,
And with one gentle touch He drove away my fear.
When His disciples led me to a crowded street
I bowed my back to Christ, the Mercy Seat.
So I, a donkey, bore the burden of the Lord;
Beneath my feet were palm fronds, spread there by a horde
Of selfish people who had sought to crown Him king,
And loud hosannas through the lanes began to ring.   [.... there's more ....]

Go read it all, along with her notes on the background to. the poem

And don’t miss her brand new Holy Week poem posted today entitled Fourth Day.

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See our compilation of Poems for Holy Week for more Palm Sunday poetry.


Lent Music: Come Sinners to the Gospel Feast

April 10, 2014

There seems to be a bit of a theme developing in my Lent music listening and posting here at Lent & Beyond.  I am finding myself very drawn to “old hymns made new” (to borrow from the title of a great Scott Wesley Brown album of a number of years ago…!)

Recently at Vicar’s Versicles, James Gibson posted a lovely arrangement of a hymn by John Wesley which I’d never heard before:  Come Sinners to the Gospel Feast.   I really enjoyed it.

It would make a good song for a contemporary Good Friday worship service. The version below is performed by Jon Yerby and the band from The Journey in St. Louis, MO.  (www.journeyon.net).  It’s available at iTunes.

Here are the lyrics, including some additional verses from the original hymn not included in this recording.

Come, sinners, to the Gospel feast;
Let every soul be Jesus’ guest.
Ye need not one be left behind,
For God hath bid all humankind.

Sent by my Lord, on you I call;
The invitation is to all.
Come, all the world! Come, sinner, thou!
All things in Christ are ready now.

Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed,
Ye restless wanderers after rest;
Ye poor, and maimed, and sick, and blind,
In Christ a hearty welcome find.

[Come, and partake the Gospel feast;
Be saved from sin; in Jesus rest;
O taste the goodness of your God,
And eat His flesh, and drink His blood!

You vagrant souls, on you I call;
(O that my voice could reach you all!)
You all may now be justified,
You all may live, for Christ hath died.

My message as from God receive;
Ye all may come to Christ and live.
O let His love your hearts constrain,
Nor permit Him to die in vain.]

His love is mighty to compel;
His conquering love consent to feel,
Yield to His love’s resistless power,
And fight against your God no more.

See Him set forth before your eyes,
That precious, bleeding Sacrifice!
His offered benefits embrace,
And freely now be saved by grace.

This is the time, no more delay!
This is the Lord’s accepted day.
Come thou, this moment, at His call,
And live for Him who died for all.

There are additional verses included at the Cyber Hymnal


Lent Poems – Christina Rossetti: Who Shall Deliver Me

April 8, 2014

Recently, while working on updating our compilations of poems for Holy Week and Good Friday, I came across this powerful poem by Christina Rossetti, which is very appropriate for Lenten reading and reflection.  It echos some of my own emotions and spiritual struggles of this Lent, when I have known all too well the truth of Apostle Paul’s lament in Romans 7 – leaving the good I want to do undone, and doing the evil that I do not want to do.  Thanks be to God that we have a Savior!

 

Who Shall Deliver Me?
God strengthen me to bear myself;
That heaviest weight of all to bear,
Inalienable weight of care.

All others are outside myself;
I lock my door and bar them out
The turmoil, tedium, gad-about.

I lock my door upon myself,
And bar them out; but who shall wall
Self from myself, most loathed of all?

If I could once lay down myself,
And start self-purged upon the race
That all must run ! Death runs apace.

If I could set aside myself,
And start with lightened heart upon
The road by all men overgone!

God harden me against myself,
This coward with pathetic voice
Who craves for ease and rest and joys

Myself, arch-traitor to myself ;
My hollowest friend, my deadliest foe,
My clog whatever road I go.

Yet One there is can curb myself,
Can roll the strangling load from me
Break off the yoke and set me free.

– by Christina Georgina Rossetti
(1830-1894)

from here


Poems for Good Friday

April 3, 2014

Updated: April 4, 2014

The poems below are in somewhat random order.  I’ll probably work to reorganize them soon.  But in the meantime, here’s a good list of poems for Good Friday.  I’ve also created a separate compilation of poems for Holy Week.

Note: for any of the entries from the Rev’d Patrick Comerford’s blog, you generally have to scroll down within the entry to find the poem, as each of his Lenten Poetry series also included background about the poet and reflection on the themes of the poem.

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The Cross, by John Donne

John Keble, Good Friday

‘Holy Cross,’ by Sir Shane Leslie

‘East Coker’ (1943), by TS Eliot

Good Friday, by George Herbert

‘Good Friday, 1613, Riding Westward,’ by John Donne [Lent 2012];  See also here for addtional reflections on this poem [Lent 2013]

Beneath Thy Cross, by Christina Rossetti

‘I see His Blood Upon the Rose,’ by Joseph Mary Plunkett

The Passion, by George Herbert

The Agony, by George Herbert

The Agony, George Herbert

The Sacrifice, (Was Ever Grief Like Mine) George Herbert

How shall I measure out thy bloud?, George Herbert

For I the Lord have slain (In Evil Long I Took Delight), John Newton

The Carpenter’s Son, A. E. Housman

All in an April Evening by Katharine Tynan

It is a thing most wonderful, by William Walsham How

Barnfloor and Winepress, by Gerard Manley Hopkins

I saw the Sun at Midnight, by Joseph Mary Plunkett

Christine F. Nordquist “Eden Inversed”

Emily Polis Gibson:  We Must Choose

Emily Polis Gibson:  The Bud of the Wood

Emily Polis Gibson: Rather Be a Hammer

Christians and Pagans, by Dietrich Bonhoeffer in July 1944

Indifference, by GA Studdert Kennedy

Battlefield, by Teresa Roberts Johnson

Mercy’s Robes, by Teresa Roberts Johnson

Firstfruits, by Teresa Roberts Johnson

Moriah’s Song, by Teresa Roberts Johnson

Piecring the Soul (excerpts from three different poems about Mary at the Cross, compiled by Emily Pollis Gibson)

Jesus of the Scars, by Edward Shillito

John Piper:  The Book of Life

John Piper:  Joseph of Arimathea part 1, Joseph of Arimathea part 2

John Piper: Justified (the thief on the cross)

Salvator Mundi: Via Crucis, Denise Levertov

Looking at Stars, Jane Kenyon

Friday’s Child, WH Auden

The Four Quartets, T.S. Eliot (East Coker, IV)

A poem in German with translation:  Uber den gekreutzigten JESUS, by Catharina Regina von Greiffenberg (On the crucified Jesus).  An alternate translation is here.

The Dream of the Rood (from the 7th century)

Latayne C. Scott:  3 Holy Week Poems

The Cross, by Pedro Calderón de la Barca (translated from Spanish)

The Tree of Life, by Robert Buchanan

Amy Carmichael, A Carol  [Also known as "Two Bethlehems, Three Crosses"]

Amy Carmichael:  Lest We Forget

Amy Carmichael:  Love’s Eternal Wonder

Amy Carmichael: Toward Jerusalem

Amy Carmichael:  The Sign

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See also our compilation of poems for Holy Week,

as well as our more general post with poems for Lent and links to sites featuring liturgically-themed poetry.


Poems for Holy Week

April 3, 2014

The poems in each section below are in somewhat random order.  I’ll probably work to reorganize them soon.  But in the meantime, here’s a good list of poesm for Holy Week (generally), Palm Sunday, Maundy Thursday and Holy Saturday.  I’m posting a separate compilation of poems for Good Friday.

Note: for any of the entries from the Rev’d Patrick Comerford’s blog, you generally have to scroll down within the entry to find the poem, as each of his Lenten Poetry series also included background about the poet and reflection on the themes of the poem.

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1. General poems on Holy Week & Christ’s Passion

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2. Palm Sunday:

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 3. Maundy Thursday:

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 4. Good Friday: 

See our separate compilation of Good Friday poems, here.

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5. Holy Saturday:

 

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See also our compilation of poems for Good Friday, as well as our more general post with poems for Lent and links to sites featuring liturgically-themed poetry.


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