A SONG OF PRAISE

 

A SONG OF PRAISE

 
by LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN 
Translated from CH GELLERT by GS DUBOIS 

1.Give God the praise, 

Exhort with lute and tabor!

Great is His name 

And excellent His labor.  

All heav'n, all earth His law  obeys,

All heav'n, all earth His law  obeys.

2, When yields the night 

Before the lance of morning,

All bend the knee,

Nor hold His word in scorning  

Whose  throne is builded in the light, 

Whose  throne is builded in the light.

3.What was and is In earth,

or heav'n eternal,

Basks in the glance Of  Him who reigns supernal;

For land and sea and sky are light His, 

For land and sea and sky are light His.

4. Art bowed with grief?

He hears thy lamentations. 

Trust the in His love Who aids  the woe of nations, 

Whose gracious mercy brings relief, 

Whose gracious mercy brings relief. 

5. Then praises bring

With heav'nly hosts adoring.  

Lord God of all, To Thee a prayer is soaring 

Of love and faith on Music's  wing, 

Of love and faith on Music's  wing.

References:

ART SONGS FOR HIGH SCHOOLS, BY WILL EARHART SUPERVISOR OF MUSIC RICHMOND INDIANA 1910 

  

 

 

MUSIC

 

MUSIC 

By HARVEY WORTHINGTON LOOMIS

      ARTHUR EDWARD JOHNSTONE

1.Since first the stars of morning  move

Melodic measures high above, 

And Eden glowed in pristine flow'r, 

Each echoing age its lay has voiced; 

Each clime has harked and glad rejoiced 

To honor heavnly music's pow'r.

2.The viol's plaint, the tinkling lute, 

The sounding brass,the silver flute,

Have blended with the poet's lyre

Till one and all have taken part; 

Thus kindling ev'ry human heart

With noble music's sacred fire.   

3.From long ere David's harp awoke,

Or  sweet Cecilia's message spoke, 

The world has sung its grief and joy; 

So e'er as future eras dawn,

Rich canticles shall woo the morn  

With  harmonies without  alloy. 

   

References:

ART SONGS FOR HIGH SCHOOLS, BY WILL EARHART SUPERVISOR OF MUSIC RICHMOND INDIANA 1910 

When Phyllis went to Town

 

When Phyllis went to Town 

Words & Music by Louise Ayres Garnett 
To Carrie Blair Neeley

1. Phyllis Brown. . . . Went to town. . . .

In a dainty gown, Ο!. .

Winsome air.. . .Golden hair. . . .  

What a picture fair, Ο!. . 

As she glances ;neath her hat .

Ev'ry heart goes pit  a pat, 

And she knows it, (think of that!) 

Phyllis Phyllis Brown Ο! O. . . . . . . . . . . . . . 

Phyllis Phyllis Brown, O! 

2.Saucy chin. . . Buttoned in. . 

With dimples, 'tis no sin Ο! 

Bonnet strings. .  (Horrid things)

Go sailing just like wings, Ο!  

A youth attempts with  fingers slow 

To tie the ribbons as they blow, 

Takes beau to tie a  bow

Phyllis Phyllis Brown Ο! O. . . . . . . . . . . . . . 

Phyllis Phyllis Brown, O! 

3. Not a frown Has Phyllis Brown. . 

Coming from the town, Ο!. . 

Air demure. . . Hat secure. . . .  

Now she's caught for sure, Ο!

Though the bow was tied too tight 

She declares it perfect, quite.  

Thus does Cupid prove his might

Phyllis Phyllis Brown Ο! O. . . . . . . . . . . . . . 

Phyllis Phyllis Brown, O!  

 References:

Ladies' Home Companion

 

  

The Little Marquise

 

The Little Marquise 

A Graceful Waltz for the Amateur Pianist

By Maurice Depret

References:

Ladies' Home Companion   

FOUR-LEAF CLOVERS

 

FOUR-LEAF CLOVERS 

Words by ELLA HIGGINSON

Music by WILL A HARDING  

I know a place where the sun is like gold,

And the cherry blooms burst forth with snow;- 

And down underneath is the loveliest nook, 

Where the four leaf clo'ers grow. 

One leaf is for Hope, and one is for Faith,

And one is for Love, you know, 

And God put another one in for Luck, 

If you search you, will find where they grow.

But you must have Hope, and you must have Faith,

And you must Love and be strong:- 

If you work, if you wait, you will find the place

Where the four-leaf clovers grow.  

References:

Ladies' Home Companion 1913