St Loius Blues Trumpet Solo. From EP by Amaju Inceku.

St Loius Blues Solo

Tis so sweet

Tis So Sweet To Trust In Jesus

Fly Me To The Moon

Amazing Grace by Andrea Uglietti and Undeserved Immersion

Amazing Grace

Trumpet Acoustic

A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood
Of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe
Doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and pow'r are great,
And armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his e---qual.

VERSE 2
Did we in our own strength confide,
Our striving would be los---ing,
Were not the right man on our side,
The man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is He;
Lord Sabaoth is His name,
From age to age the same,
And he must win the bat---tle.


VERSE 3
And though this world with devils filled,
Should threaten to undo____ us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph through us.
The prince of darkness grim,
We tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure,
For lo! his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell___ him.


VERSE 4
That word above all earthly powers
No thanks to them abid---eth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
Through Him who with us sid---eth;
Let goods and kindred go,
This mortal life also;
The body they may kill;
God's truth abides still,
His kingdom is fore---ver.
credits
released February 2, 2022

A Mighty Fortress

African Sunrise composed by Dedekind Music

Yima Zimbini

God Holds All Things Together

O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed

[chorus]
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing
He bled and died to take away my sin

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

Carl Gustav Boberg

Inhambane

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