coup d'choir

I gave my speech to choir: "we’re stopping. We don’t have another performance scheduled: we’ve had to cancel the last few because we just didn’t have enough people, so we can sing anything you want." After singing for a little while, the choir executed a beautiful coup: they decided that we’re not going to break even for one Sunday. 

I will remember June 7^th, 2009 as the date of the great choir rebellion in the Chapel Hill 1^st Ward.

Not singing in Sacrament Mtg, still practicing this week

The choir will not be  singing in Sacrament Mtg this week, unlike previously announced. However, we are still practicing this week. See you at 12: 15!

Thank you for your support!

No choir on Mother's Day

In honor of mothers and home and family, we will not be singing as a choir next Sunday at 12: 15. See you on the 17th.

Program

We are singing “O Savior, Thou Who Wearest” a cappella.

We are also singing “Feed My Lambs” with piano.

Remember the meaning

The Savior’s Sacrifice as expressed in the words:

1. Description: piercing pain, scorn, flail, King
2. Depth: depraved, presence, betray, embrace
3. Breadth: ev’ry time and land, No harm, Nor fear
4. Response: praises, thank, ransom, love

Come

At 12:15 Easter Sunday (this Sunday) we will gather to sing together.

Come “sing ceaseless praises with the choirs above” (Morm. 7: 7).

Come bless us by your desire, whether or not you have sung much or recently, “and it shall be answered with a blessing upon [your] heads.” (D&C 25: 12)

Words

Player

Tempo: 112

1. O Savior, thou who wearest

A crown of piercing thorn,

The pain thou meekly bearest,

Weigh’d down by grief and scorn.

The soldiers mock and flail thee;

For drink they give thee gall;

Upon the cross they nail thee

To die, O King of all. 

2. No creature is so lowly,

No sinner so depraved,

But feels thy presence holy

And thru thy love is saved.

Tho craven friends betray thee,

They feel thy love’s embrace;

The very foes who slay thee

Have access to thy grace.

3. Thy sacrifice transcended

The mortal law’s demand;

Thy mercy is extended

To ev’ry time and land.

No more can Satan harm us,

Tho long the fight may be,

Nor fear of death alarm us;

We live, O Lord, thru thee.

4. What praises can we offer

To thank thee, Lord most high?

In our place thou didst suffer;

In our place thou didst die,

By heaven’s plan appointed,

To ransom us, our King.

O Jesus, the anointed,

To thee our love we bring!