Christ’s Life – Paul Cardall
A beautiful depictions of Christ’s life.
A beautiful depictions of Christ’s life.
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Featuring brilliant renditions of beloved hymns and other wonderful classics, produced and arranged by Emmy-award-winning composer Sam Cardon, this album is sure to invite the Spirit into your home.
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Song of Redeeming Love stands as a testimony of our belief in Christ and our sincere gratitude for Him. These stirring, worshipful arrangements, performed in Dallyn’s incomparable style, will move you spiritually and emotionally.
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Lyrics:HOW GREAT THE WISDOM AND THE LOVE Words by Eliza R. Snow Music by Thomas McIntyre Arranged by Sam Cardon
How great the wisdom and the love That filled the courts on high And sent the Savior from above To suffer, bleed, and die!
His precious blood He freely spilt; His life He freely gave, A sinless sacrifice for guilt, A dying world to save.
He marked the path and led the way, And ev’ry point defines To light and life and endless day Where God’s full presence shines.
How great, how glorious, how complete, Redemption’s grand design, Where justice, love, and mercy meet In harmony divine! Orchestra conducted by Sam Cardon Music and lyrics public domain COME, THOU FOUNT OF EVERY BLESSING Words by Robert Robinson Music by John Wyeth Arranged by Sam Cardon
Come, thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it, Mount of thy redeeming love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer, Hither by thy help I’m come; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, safely to arrive at home.
CHORUS: Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it for thy courts above.
Jesus sought me when a stranger, wand’ring from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood.
O to grace how great a debtor Daily I’m constrained to be; Let thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wand’ring heart to Thee.
CHORUS Harp Solo: Lysa Rytting Programming: Sam Cardon Orchestra conducted by Sam Cardon Music and lyrics public domain HE’LL FIND A WAY Words and music by Julia Audretch Arranged by Tyler Castleton
When life gets crazy and you’ve had enough, And the more you search for some kind of meaning, The more you feel you’re out of luck; When your mind tries to reason and nothing adds up, Lay it all down, Take a good look around,
CHORUS: His love can be seen in all directions His infinite peace longs to hold you every second From the thorns in His crown To the sunset colored clouds He’ll find a way to say I love you.
When tears won’t relieve you, When your heart feels numb; And your mind keeps replaying the painful, thoughtless things you’ve done; And you’re starting to wonder just who you’ve become; Believe you’ll make it, Give your worry up, Let Him take it.
Feel his love with each breath you’re breathing, It’s as sure as your heart beating.
He’ll find a way to say I love you He’ll find a way. Piano and Programming: Tyler Castleton © MY SHEPHERD WILL SUPPLY MY NEED by Isaac Watts Arranged by Mack Wilberg
My Shepherd will supply my need: Jehovah is his Name; In pastures fresh he makes me feed, beside the living stream. He brings my wand’ring 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, thy presence is my stay; One word of thy supporting breath drives all my fears away. Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, doth still my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows, thine oil anoints my head.
The sure provisions of my God attend me all my days; O may thy house be mine 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.
Harp: Lysa Rytting Oboe: Daron Bradford
How Can I Keep From Singing? by Robert Wadsworth Lowry Arranged by Rob Gardner
My life flows on in endless song; Above Earth’s lamentation, I catch the sweet, tho’ far-off hymn That hails a new creation; Through all the tumult and the strife, I hear the music ringing; It finds an echo in my soul— How can I keep from singing?
What tho’ my joys and comfort die? The Lord my Saviour liveth; What tho’ the darkness gather round? Songs in the night He giveth; No storm can shake my inmost calm, While to that refuge clinging; Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth, How can I keep from singing?
I lift my eyes; the cloud grows thin; I see the blue above it; And day by day this pathway smooths, Since first I learned to love it: The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart, A fountain ever springing; All things are mine since I am His— How can I keep from singing?
Violin Solo: Jenny Oaks Baker Daron Bradford Orchestra conducted by Rob Gardner Music and lyrics public domain I’M TRYING TO BE LIKE JESUS Words and music by Janice Kapp Perry Arranged by Tyler Castleton
I’m trying to be like Jesus; I’m following in His ways, I’m trying to love as He did, in all that I do and say.
At times I am tempted to make a wrong choice, But I try to listen as the still small voice whispers,
CHORUS: “Love one another as Jesus loves you. Try to show kindness in all that you do. Be gentle and loving in deed and in thought, For these are the things Jesus taught.”
I’m trying to love my neighbor; I’m learning to serve my friends, I watch for the day of gladness When Jesus will come again.
I try to remember the lessons He taught, Then the Holy Spirit enters into my thoughts, saying:
Guitar: Michael Dowdle © 1980 Janice Kapp Perry A POOR WAYFARING MAN OF GRIEF Words by James Montgomery Music by George Coles Arranged by Rob Gardner
A poor wayfaring Man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief That I could never answer nay. I had not pow’r to ask his name, Whereto he went, or whence he came; Yet there was something in his eye That won my love; I knew not why.
Stript, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side. I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment, he was healed. I had myself a wound concealed, But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart.
In pris’n I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor’s doom at morn. The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him ‘mid shame and scorn. My friendship’s utmost zeal to try, He asked if I for him would die. The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill, But my free spirit cried, “I will!”
Then in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise. The tokens in his hands I knew; The Savior stood before mine eyes. He spake, and my poor name he named, “Of me thou hast not been ashamed. These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto me.”
Piano: Rob Gardner Music and lyrics public domain I KNOW THAT MY REDEEMER LIVES Words by Samuel Medley Music by Lewis D. Edwards Arranged by Dave Zabriskie
I know that my Redeemer lives. What comfort this sweet sentence gives! He lives, He lives, who once was dead. He lives, my ever-living Head. He lives to bless me with His love. He lives to plead for me above. He lives my hungry soul to feed. He lives to bless in time of need
He lives to grant me rich supply. He lives to guide me with his eye. He lives to comfort me when faint. He lives to hear my soul’s complaint. He lives to silence all my fears. He lives to wipe away my tears. He lives to calm my troubled heart. He lives all blessings to impart.
He lives, my kind, wise heav’nly Friend. He lives and loves me to the end. He lives, and while he lives, I’ll sing. He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King. He lives and grants me daily breath. He lives, and I shall conquer death. He lives my mansion to prepare. He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives! All glory to His name! He lives, my Savior, still the same. Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives: “I know that my Redeemer lives!” He lives! All glory to His name! He lives, my Savior, still the same. Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives: “I know He lives!”
Music and lyrics public domain AMAZING GRACE by John Newton Arranged by Sam Cardon
Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound!) That sav’d a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found; Was blind, but now I see.
Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come; ‘Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.
Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease; I shall possess, within the veil, A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine: But God, who call’d me here below, Will be for ever mine.
Violin Solo: Jenny Oaks Baker Music and lyrics public domain COME HARVEST TIME Words and music by Lowell Alexander Arranged by Tyler Castleton
Planted by God In a field without worth We are but seeds in His eyes So He nurtures with grace And His hands work the earth That His fruit may be sanctified Come harvest time
CHORUS: Come harvest time What thanksgiving we will show When the Plowman brings freedom From the earth here below Come harvest time Oh what joy will be known When He gathers the souls Of the seeds He has sown
So when doubt dries the land Or the cold, war winds blow When the floods of indifference rise Oh the roots that faith grew Will keep us strong ‘Til our last sunset leaves the sky Come harvest time
Piano and Programming: Tyler Castleton Strings orchestrated by Dave Zabriskie © (?)* JESUS, ONCE OF HUMBLE BIRTH Words by Parley P. Pratt Music by Giacomo Meyerbeer Arranged by Barlow Bradford
Jesus, once of humble birth, Now in glory comes to earth. Once He suffered grief and pain; Now He comes on earth to reign. Now He comes on earth to reign.
Once a meek and lowly Lamb, Now the Lord, the great I Am. Once upon the cross He bowed; Now His chariot is the cloud. Now His chariot is the cloud.
Once forsaken, left alone, Now exalted to a throne. Once all things He meekly bore, But He now will bear no more. But He now will bear no more.
Now in glory He appears. Once rejected by His own, Now their King He shall be known. Now their King He shall be known.
Jesus, Jesus, of humble birth.
Choir: Brigham Young University Singers Choir conducted by Dave Zabriskie Orchestra conducted by Rob Gardner Music and lyrics public domain BONUS TRACK: O DIVINE REDEEMER Words and music by Charles Gounod Ah! turn me not away, receive me, tho’ unworthy, Ah! turn me not away, receive me, tho’ unworthy! Hear Thou my cry, hear Thou my cry, Behold, Lord, my distress!
Answer me from Thy throne, haste Thee, Lord, to mine aid, Thy pity show in my deep anguish! Thy pity show in my deep anguish!
Let not the sword of vengeance smite me, tho’ righteous Thine anger, O Lord! Shield me in danger, O regard me! On Thee, Lord, alone will I call.
O, divine Redeemer! O, divine Redeemer! I pray Thee, grant me pardon, and remember not, remember not my sins! Forgive me, O, divine Redeemer! I pray Thee, grant me pardon, and remember not, remember not, O Lord, my sins! Night gathers round my soul; fearful, I cry to Thee; Come to mine aid, O Lord! Haste Thee, Lord, haste to help me! Hear my cry, hear my cry! Save me, Lord, in Thy mercy; hear my cry, hear my cry! Come and save me, O Lord!
O, divine Redeemer! O, divine Redeemer! I pray Thee, grant me pardon, and remember not, remember not, O Lord, my sins!
Save, in the day of retribution, from Death shield Thou me, O my God! O, divine Redeemer, have mercy! Help me, my Savior!
Piano: R. Ross Boothe Music and lyrics public domain